Chapter 17

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I'm so conflicted with my pairing right now. Honestly, it could go anyway. I love Shinso, Todoroki is my son, and will be spending more time with Lillian in the future, and Bakugo is Bakugo. I'm sort of quaking. Maybe I should just wait until the right time for romance arises, choose, and then write separate stories for the two I didn't pick? With like, different OCs and stuff?

Help-

*Cue me trying to establish friendships, personalities, and other shit before the USJ incident goes down*

Third person pov

Lunch with Shinso had been the best. The other students at the table were a little lost. A cute girl was sitting with Shinso, and she wasn't terrified? She answered questions with a smile on her face, as though he couldn't make her into his puppet at any given moment. Then again, the students of class 1-C supposed they didn't know Shinso that well, so who were they to judge? That being said, he could be an asshole.

Shinso was used to ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of his peers, and he was glad that Lillian didn't seem to notice at all. She had an innocent and bubbly air about her that made him want to relax. He was a mellow, quiet person. He didn't have many friends, and was a little odd. His unnecessarily wild hair and the bags under his eyes, along with his lack of social skills, attested to that.

"W-We should eat together tomorrow, too! I still have so many questions a-" Lillian suddenly stopped herself, nearly dropping her tray. Shinso raised an eyebrow as he gazed down at her. She looked thoroughly embarrassed. "S-Sorry! I've been asking so m-many questions, and I now realize h-how rude and insensitive I may h-have come across. A-And of course you don't have to sit with me! S-Sorry, I just-"

"It's fine." Shinso cut her off, grinning lazily down at the flustered girl. "I'd like to eat with you again, and I don't mind the questions. I still have some as well." He admitted. Lillian seemed to relax and brighten a little, but still looked undeniably flustered. Shinso found this incredibly amusing, and it made him that much more intrigued. How had such a shy, timid girl, got into the hero course? Just freezing the robots wouldn't do much, and he really couldn't imagine her scaling them like some warrior and ripping out their wires with a war-cry.

Shinso walked Lillian back to class, assuring her many times that it was no bother. Some may have found her constant worry and anxiety tedious, but he found he didn't mind it. It felt good to reassure someone, and to have them take it to heart, even if it was only to an extent. He could tell without a doubt that she believed him, but her own self doubts lingered nonetheless. He wondered what had made her that way. Her quirk was powerful, and kids with abilities as impressive as hers were usually put on a pedestal by all around them.

"Lillian, there you are!" Ochaco Uraraka had been panicking for the past hour or so, all throughout lunch. Her and the other girls were just about to launch some form of a search party, because Uraraka had lost Lillian. The shyest, most timid, and probably most innocent out of the lot of them. While Deku was the most fragile on the boy's side, and the sweetest, there had been an unspoken agreement that Lillian was the girl version somehow.

"O-Ochaco!" Lillian stuttered as the brunette threw her arms around her.

"We were just about to go look for you, ribbit." Tsu admitted as Ochaco dragged Lillian over. The dark-haired girl was confused, but nodded anyway, her cheeks red.

"You had us worried!" Mina exclaimed boisterously. "When Uraraka said she'd lost you, we thought the worst!"

"Yeah, where did you go, anyway? We figured you'd be lingering around the walls not wanting to sit down, but you were nowhere to be found." Momo frowned, peering down at her. Lillian wasn't the shortest of the girls, but she was close, and she was extremely nervous. They hadn't known each other long, but the girls of class 1-A had earned some sort of understanding and bond. They would, after all, undeniably be classmates for the remainder of their high school years. Not only that, but there weren't that many of them.

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