We're out training. It's our last week before our last practical exam of our last year at UA high school. After that exam, we'll be pro heroes. I hope.
Shota and I are training together. I'm all stuck in his scarf thing, hanging upside-down from the ceiling. I look down at him and smile.
"Wanna let me down yet?" I ask. He removes his yellow goggles and looks up at me with a grin.
"Nope."
I sigh and try to wiggle my way out, but the scarf if way too tight. I can see his grin from where I'm hanging. He think's it's funny that he's managed to catch me.
"Yamada has been immobilized! Aizawa wins!"
He finally let's the scarf go, and I fall to the ground with a loud THUD.
"Really? No warning?"
He holds his hand out to me. I grab it and get up. We've been sparring for the past months- no, year. I'm basically forbidding him from training with someone else, even if we've been told to do so. I just crave his affection, I guess. A loud bell rings. Training's over. We're free to leave. I brush the dust from my training uniform and look over at Shota.
"Hey, Shota? I need to talk to you."
He looks like he's been caught by surprise, he's even blushing.
"Talk? Uh, yeah. Sure."
I grab his upper arm and drag him into a bathroom. I felt we needed some privacy.
"I, uh... had another quirk slip up yesterday, when walking home..."
His expression softens. He knows I can't fully control my quirk yet.
"...but this time it was worse. I managed to crack windows and I probably made multiple people's ears bleed..."
I can feel my face get hotter. I'm blushing. I look down in my lap and push my glasses higher up on my nose. I'm embarassed. Even if I always try to be this confident persona, loud and eccentric, I can't always be that.
"Wanna walk me home? I'm afraid people are gonna laugh or yell at me..."
"Of course I will, Hizashi. And if someone tries to laugh, I'll tie them up and hang them in a tree."
I look up at him. He gives me a reassuring smile. I put my arms around him and hug him. Once again, he's caught by surprise. I hug him quite often, especially since we've officially become boyfriends. He doesn't really like human touch, I'm pretty sure he prefers cats, but he still puts his arms around me. He stroaks my hair and gives me a light kiss on the head.
"I'm not gonna let anyone make fun of you."
