rubatosis | s. todoroki

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Saito Emi

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Emi marvels at the outrageous number of offers the top students of her class got for an internship. She isn't the only one who's amazed. The class has a loud but fitting reaction and some opinions to voice but Emi can't pay them any mind.

She only has fifteen which is understandable considering most of them won't know what to do with a medical hero. She's hoping to learn more hand-to-hand combat though.

She sighs through her nose and turns to throw Shoto a proud smile. He rolls his eyes but smiles anyway and that's enough for her head to be filled with those sickening but tempting love thoughts.

We're only fifteen, she thinks unconvincingly.

Aizawa announces that Midnight will take over a hero-naming session and they can do whatever they want until she arrives.

It doesn't take more than a minute to have the class divided into clumps of conversations and Emi skips to Shoto to form a clump of their own. Her friends shoot her sly looks and let her be instead of dragging her to their circle of gossip. Oh, they are so cute.

"Who you thinking of?" she asks straightforwardly, accepting the seat Koda gave her across of Shoto.

"My old man," he says but with no scorn in his voice and that makes her smile grow bigger.

"Oh yeah!" How can she forget. "He told me he wanted me to be his intern too."

Heterchromatic eyes snap to hers with interest and goosebumps run up and down her arms. "What? When?"

"Uh, he needed help fighting off some villains and I ran and called for backup. A meet cute if you ask me. Then he told me he knew my father and owed him one. So he offered. If you'll feel uncomfortable then you know I'll reject his offer every time."

Emi keeps her eyes on his face for any hint of emotion while she tells him the story and the only thing she gets is a breath of laughter and a small cute smile at the 'meet cute' part. Otherwise, the boy has his emotions locked in a box, tame and accepting of their position.

"No," he starts. "I would love it if you were with me but no pressure. It'd be best if you look through the list again and make an unbiased decision on who you will benefit from the most."

"I will but don't throw a fit if it ends up being your dad."

"No worries." He leans back with, dare she say, a playful smirk. "Although, if you're going to act on that meet cute thing then we might have problems."

"You think I'd go for your dad?" she replies, snorting as she does because the idea is as preposterous enough as it is.

He shrugs. "I'd like to think you'd go for his son instead."

.....What?

Emi blinks and for once, she feels flustered. Her tongue tries to move to form words but what words would she form? No matter what she says, it won't sound so smooth coming out of what she assumes is a blotched face and a constipated look. Shoto crosses his arms and his smirk gets bigger as though enjoying this.

Oh God, he's just messing with me....right? Okay, fuck this.

"Maybe I will."

"Can't wait."

They stay like that for a few seconds with Emi shooting him suspicious glances underneath her lashes and him reducing his smirk to a genuine smile that she would've enjoyed looking at more if she isn't trying to avoid having a heart attack right here and now.