Amorous Scenario (MHA Male Characters X READER One Shot)

Her First Dance (w/ A/N)

Welcome to Amorous Scenario! I originally planned the Author's note in a separate chapter but certain complications made me do otherwise.

So, as I've said in the description, this book may be boring or annoying to read. I'm merely an apprentice to this kind of stuff and English isn't really my main language. I am a pure Filipino from Philippines in the island of Siquijor. (Kumusta mga bisaya!)

However, if you somehow like my story, I would appreciate it if you give the chapter a star. That'll give me courage and confidence to write another chapter, that is, if you want me to.

Please don't hesitate to give me requests or corrections about my grammar. I would also be grateful if you give me a few writing tips.

The image of my cover isn't mine and is taken from Pinterest. Please give credits to the owner. Although, I was the one who edited the title.

I don't own any of the characters!

So, I think this is all I could say for now. I'll let you start reading the story and I hope you'll enjoy it!

Plus Ultra!

-lalay

Todoroki Shoto x Reader

"Dance is the hidden language of the soul." - Martha Graham

(Y/N) opened the door to Class 1-A, her classroom.

She'd been taking this class for a while, and at first it had been difficult for her to fit in. She'd always struggled to participate in group activities due to her anxiety, and she'd usually end up doing the task alone, getting into trouble as a result. Over a month after classes began, everyone seemed to have their own friend group. Even that guy with blonde hair who seemed constantly grumpy had his own group of friends.

It took a few months for her to be "recognized" and approached by her classmates. Despite the fact that she was a shy girl, her classmates would find a way to help her overcome her shyness through social contact. It was sweet, and (Y/n) began to like them. They weren't all that bad, even that grumpy guy. It was still difficult for her to communicate with the class next door, Class 1-B, but she was at ease with her own class. She was glad when she realized she no longer had difficulty making small talk with her classmates.

It was the first week of February, and everyone seemed agitated and excited. (Y/n) trotted quietly to her seat, which was in the far left corner of the back. She sat down and hung her bag on the side of the table.

"(Y/N)! Good morning!" Ochaco Uraraka greeted her newly arrived classmate.

"Good morning, Ochaco."

Beaming brightly, she asked (Y/N) with a cheerful vibe, "Who's your partner at the U. A Prom dance?'

Right. (Y/N) had almost forgotten.

Every year, the U.A Prom Dance was held at the prestigious school, where teachers, students, and staff attended a formal ball. Since the ball was a big part of the prom, they apparently have to choose a partner for the said dance. It was a well-known event for U.A, and teachers, students, and staff looked forward to it whenever it was near.

(Y/N) scratched her head nervously, her eyes averting downwards. "Do I have to?"

"Of course! The dance is an important occasion in U.A. You know that."

(Y/N) pursed her lips and anxiously muttered, "I don't think I'll be able to attend to the prom."

"What?!" Uraraka shouted making a couple of classmates avert their eyes towards their direction. It made (Y/N) shrink.