No ones pov:
Class 1A finally came out with their new costumes. Every guy was bleeding from the nose at Kayama's, otherwise known as Midnight, hero costume.
Y/n though, she would've been mad at her costume. She didn't want people to see Kayama's curves other than her.
Y/n was Kayama's girlfriend. Y/n was a preserved type. While Kayama was an extreme extrovert.
"Hot damn Kayama." One of the guys said.
"Leave her alone." Aizawa said. Kayama, Aizawa, and Yamada were walking together to lunch. Y/n had a different lunch schedule, since she was in a higher grade.
"Chill, Eraserhead. It's my costume, not yours." Kayama said.
"It may not be my costume, but your my classmate. Not to mention my friend." Aizawa said in his regular tired tone.
"What do you think Y/n will think of your costume?" Yamada asked.
"I think she'll like it." Kayama smirked.
"I think she'll be pissed." Aizawa said.
"Why is that?" Kayama asked. They sat down in their regular table and continued their conversation.
"Because, she's overprotective and down to earth. You know, not a showy person." Aizawa reminded her.
"Right..."
After school, Y/n waited per usual for Kayama. She walked out with Takeyama, known as Mt Lady.
"BYE, SLUT!" Kayama yelled after Takeyama.
"SEE YA, WHORE!" Takeyama yelled back.
"Haha, hey Y/n!" Kayama yelled and hugged Y/n. Y/n hugged back and they started walking home.
"So... Yamada told me about your costume." Y/n said.
"Oh really? What di you think of it?" Kayama aksed.
"Well, I think it's nice and all, but it's way too exposing." Y/n started. "Half the guys in EVERY grade looks at you."
"And some of the girls." Kayama added.
"That's not helping, Kayama!" Y/n exclaimed.
"Sorry sorry." She said.
"You're always like this." Y/n stated.
"The hell does that mean?!" Kayama yelled.
"Nevermind!"
"Just say it!" Y/n sighed and walked faster. "Y/n! You can't just fucking do this!" Kayama yelled after her.
"I'm going home, Kayama! I'll talk to you tomorrow!" Y/n yelled. Kayama sighed and walked by herself.
The next day, Kayama and Y/n ignored each other. They only look in their direction and looked away immediately when they met eyes.
"You guys are immature." Aizawa told Y/n.
"And you're tired and homeless." Y/n remarked.
"I'm not homeless, I just stopped caring." He said.
"And I stopped caring about other people. They obviously don't care for my feelings so why should I?" She mumbled.
"Well, I hate tuning you in, but that sounded important. Kayama cares for you a lot, Y/n. Her costume is just for her quirk." The teacher slammed a ruler on Aizawa's desk.
"Since you two like talking so much, wanna answer this?" He asked.
"I don't feel like it..." Y/n mumbled.
"What was that?!" He yelled.
"Nothing." She said.
"Then answer these questions." He told her.
As it used to be, Y/n waited outside. Kayama and Takeyama walked outside but Kayama didn't walk with Y/n.
Y/n sighed and continued her way home. Then she got a text. It was from Kayama.
'This is all because you can't handle my costume. Remember that.' Y/n gritted her teeth and sent sent a text back.
'No this is because you couldn't think of how I'd feel.'
'Dont give me that bs. I thought of how you feel and I didn't think it'd be that big of a deal.'
'Whatever.'
'Yeah whatever. Why dont we just break up?!'
'You sound crazy.'
'I'm not crazy. We're done.'
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I didnt really think it through but this is just it I guess. But as always, you know or should know what to do, comment who you wanna see next, bai!~
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