BakuDeku Oneshots!!!

Paper Airplanes

Izuku's P.O.V.

I timidly walked through the halls of AU, loosely holding my books. I kept my head low as all of these strangers, that are supposedly my colleges, swarms passed me. I kept a faint smile upon my face, glad it was the end of the day. Once I finally made it to my locker I frantically opened it. As much as I loved school I was eager to leave. Just as I slipped my books into my bag I was hit in the head with something light. I looked down to see an unharmed paper airplane. It was perfect, nearly looked animated the way it was so gorgeously folded. I know it was silly to be in such awe from a silly old paper airplane but they way it was curved perfectly it seemed nearly unreal. Different from any paper airplane I'd ever seen. I picked it up and seen writing on the inside, cautiously unfolding the lined paper.

'Dear Izuku, Your eyes are my forest that I love to wonder in. Your smile is the sun that revolves around my mind. You are a beauty that everyone should see, so keep your head up and smile for me please! Your the soul reason I come to school, your attitude brightens my day in every way.     Love, ~K' The not read, even having small hearts in the corner.

I blushed intensely as I lifted my head up, my eyes searching for obvious reasons. I looked back down the the note, my smile widening. I held it to my chest with a content sigh and my cheeks slightly warm. I looked at it once more before delicately folding it up and slipping it into my pocket. I snatched my backpack up and slammed my locker shut, running out of the school. I remembered exactly what the note stated, so I raised my head high and let the goofy grin on my face show. A few people turned and looked, but I didn't mind that as I happily walked out of the school. I ran to my long-awaited destination. A large tree, blooming with beautiful pink petals. Around the tree was gorgeous as well, if you looked closely you could see patches of different types of flowers. The ground was also littered with many different colored petals, from different flowers all dancing in the wind and letting their petals reach new limits. It was quite beautiful. As I ran towards the tree I couldn't help but bend down and pick a magnificent, rosey red, flower that bloomed widely. It was as if the flower was smiling at me, asking me to help take it to see the town. After picking it I lightly placed it behind my ear, a few of my curls falling over it but I didn't mind. I half-skipped to the tree, before settling down and sitting in the comfort of it's shade. The floral sent of the scene vibrated through my senses as the very light breeze hit my skin. It lifted petals from the ground and helped the grass learn to dance. everything was in perfect peace and I was utterly content. I went through my backpack and brought out my notebook, scribbling down a few things and sketching some faint petals onto the page.

-The next day at school-

I couldn't say it was the worst day but it certainly was not the best. I woke up in a good mood, thinking of yesterday and letting butterflies sway around in my stomach. Then the day progressively got worse. I fell multiple times, targeted by bullies once again, and even spilled my lunch on myself. I had a frown on my face as I slowly made my way to my locker, the cheery spirit of yesterday faded. As I was slipping on my heavy backpack something poked at my leg. I looked down to see another perfectly folded paper airplane. I gave a light smirk to myself, thinking that maybe today could only get better.

'Your frown is an eclipse upon my skies, but I would never ask of you to hide it. Another thing about you is your emotions. I envy that about you, you allow yourself to feel and maybe one day when you let yourself frown I can be there to help your smile return. Though no matter the shape of your expression or emotions pasted to your mood I will always want to see you.                 Love, ~K' The note read, more polite hearts hid at the corner of the page.

I smiled to myself reading the note. I let the lovely string of words sink in, taking in a deep breath. I looked at the note one last time before carefully folding it and putting it in my pocket. My frown returning but not so heavily, as I walked out of school. With my head up.