The Pocky Game [Shoto Todoroki × Reader]

"Greetings."

"Geez, it's hot out here," you muttered to yourself, walking to your new school, U.A..

You looked up at the sun, slightly covering your eyes with your hand; the sun was too bright to look directly at it.

You weren't paying attention to your feet and what was in front of you. As a result, you tripped over something, most likely just a rock, and immediately looked up at who you thought you would bump into to.

The person was a male with dark, blonde hair that seemed to have a lightning bolt in the bangs' area. The male caught you in his arms, seeming to be as surprised as you were. His eyes went from wide, to their normal size.

"Oh, hey! You must the new student! Y/N, right?" the male asked, smiling brightly.

You were even more surprised by the fact that he knew your name. You just stared at him, blankly, not answering.

He chuckled nervously. "Our teacher told us your name. I'm guessing we're in the same class. You're going to class 1-A, right?"

You continued to not answer, your stare turning into somewhat of a cold glare. "....."

"Uh..I'm Denki Kaminari by the way."

You sighed and nodded, finally acting like you noticed him. But you walked away, followed by a dark, cold aura.

Denki sulked. "What'd I do this time?"

You kept walking until you got to the front office.

You knocked. Soon after, a small figure answered the door. "You're principal Nezu, correct?" you asked.

Nezu nodded and opened the door completely. "That's me!"

You looked into his office, noticing a tea cup on his desk that was surrounded by messily spilled tea.

Nezu stepped to the side of the doorway, allowing you to walk into his office.

You hesitantly entered the messy room, observing your new surroundings. "What happened to this room?.." you muttered to yourself, taking a seat in the chair in front of his desk.

Nezu smiled and sat in his chair behind his desk.

That chair seems too big for him...

Nezu lifted a paper from his desk, taking a quick look at it. "Ah, Y/N L/N. And your quirk is dollification?"

You nodded. "Yes," you replied, trying not to as cold as usual. It had become a habit to not trust anyone, to be cold towards them. You always felt like you were choked by your own conscious because of it.

"Can you describe how you might use it in a fight?"

"Well, usually, my quirk allows me to form small stitches on joints and control their lims to make them do what I want them to. That includes being able to use their own quirk against them, though, no one else would know I was the one using their quirk from their body."

Nezu nodded, writing something on the paper.

I guessed he was copying what you had said down continue paper.

"Okay, here's your information that you'll need for a while. It has your teacher, your class And locker number, and a map so you can get around the school," Nezu said nonchalantly, handing you two papers. "Come back later after class. I want to make sure you're going to be doing okay in this school." He smiled.

You nodded, standing up. "I will. Thank you, principal Nezu." You walked out of his office, not bothered to hear his next words. You sighed as you shut the door behind yourself.

You could hear the buzz of walking and talking students in the hallway, getting ready for their next class. You looked at the paper to find your locker.

12..13...14...15..16!

As you opened your locker, you saw a make with red and white hair walk up to the locker next to yours.

Your thoughts calmly raced in your mind for a moment. Soon, you started putting your stuff away again, keeping nothing because your first class was heroics. You didn't need any textbooks for heroics.

The male with red and white hair pointed at a book in your locker. "You're going to need that for the next class. We don't have enough time after the first class to get out stuff; we only have ten minutes. It's a fifteen minute walk from 1-A, to the lockers, to history class."

You noticed that he was close to you, so you scooted to the side a little.

"I'm Shoto Todoroki, by the way. And you are?"

Finally someone who doesn't know my name...

"Y/N.." you said quietly, almost whispering.

Shoto smiled a little, but it seemed like a big deal, because of how many gasped around the two of you. Shoto looked around. "What?" he asked coldly, his smile quickly disappearing.

You looked around as well at the few people who hadn't left their lockers and friends to get to class.

I wonder what the problem is...

You shrugged off the odd feeling as you started walking away. You noticed that Shoto was still at his locker, going through his stuff. You smiled a little and let out an exasperated sigh.

//Time Skip to the end of class//

I wonder where Shoto is. He left class so quickly after what that hero came in. What happened?..

You started walking back inside from the sports field you had been on because of what the class had done that day.

Your home room teacher, Aizawa Sensei, had said something about showing our quirks inside; he said it was dangerous for some quirks to be used indoors.

You held your things in your hands and began to walk out of class. As you looked down the hallway, you noticed Shoto standing with his head hung in the hallway.

Shoto was leaning against the wall, seeming to be collecting himself. He noticed you as well when he heard your footsteps. "Greetings- Oh, Y/N? It that you?" he asked in a shaky voice.

You tilted your head, and nodded. "Yeah, why?" you replied, walking to him.

As soon as you got in front of him, he hugged you tightly. "Sorry..if this...seems weird or awkward, but..I feel like I can trust you...your aura is so calming and honest about your past and true feelings, Y/N.."

You were very surprised at the sudden hug, but you hugged back and sighed, smiling a little as your you felt your cheeks burning due to the blush covering them.

Shoto flinched as he felt your arms around him.

The hug, not the atmosphere, wasn't even awkward; quite nonchalant and soothing.

I could actually fall for you, Y/N..