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1; birthday
y/n lay in her room, watching netflix on her phone. her eyelids yanked themselves down every few seconds, wanting just a minute of rest. the time on her electric clock shone 1:51 a.m. her calendar hung above her desk, red x's crossing out the days before. the next day was april 20th, katsuki's birthday. the small box was decorated with hearts and exclamation points.
droll dripped out of y/n's mouth. her face squished against her bicep. y/n brought her heavy eyes to the clock that now read 2:00 a.m., and then back to her screen. she sat herself up, a few bones popping, and closed the netflix app.
y/n dragged her feet through the class 1-b dorms and to the kitchen. here, she grabbed a banana and sat down at the kitchen bar.
y/n sat quietly in the dark. the persistent ticking of a wall clock and the whistles of the wind against the window's could be heard. her phone screen illuminated her face as she strategically peeled the banana with one hand and her teeth. y/n looked at the banana and her face dropped.
everything reminds me of him :( 🍌
ken dog Girl are you eating a banana
yea :/
ken dog Goodnight go to bed soon
the conversation between the two girls was short. after her snack, y/n brushed her teeth and made her way back to her bedroom, where she fell asleep on her phone.
the next morning the two girls gossiped whilst brushing their teeth.
"so he didn't tell you about anything?" kendo's inquired, an irk mark appearing on her forehead.
"no, no plans, no nothing. and he hasn't been answering my texts and calls for like a week." y/n wore a melancholy face.
"a WEEK?!" the orange haired girl exclaimed, toothpaste flying off her toothbrush as she slammed it on the counter. she spit out the remaining foam in her mouth.
y/n spit out as well and rinsed her toothbrush off. "it's fine though he's busy."
kendo crossed her arms. "doing what? we have the same training."
"making goo goo eyes at ochaco..." y/n mumbled.
"girl you need to break it off." the two girls exited the bathroom and entered the kitchen, both looking for different things to eat. the rest of class 1-b was scattered around the dorm, those near by eavesdropping.
"but it's his birthda-" y/n started.
"but he didn't tell you about any party!"
"i supposed that is true..."
"just face it," monoma butted in. "it's not going to work out."
y/n frowned and poured herself a bowl of applejacks.
class 1-b continued with their boring saturday, hanging out with each other, lounging about in sweatpants. y/n sat in her room with kendo, pony, and ibara. the four sprawled out across the vast floor, binging a game show.
y/n stared at her screen in anticipation. "he hasn't said anything all day."
kendo muttered an 'ughh'. "call him!"
"i think you should do it y/n. he doesn't really seem like a good boyfriend..." pony added. ibara and kendo nodded in agreement.
y/n bit her lip but dialed katsuki's number anyways. the call went to voicemail.
y/n brought the phone up to her ear and looked at her friends. "hey katsuki..." she trailed.
"i think we should break up; and i hate to do this on your birthday -happy birthday by the way- but..." tears began to form in her eyes, even if she was just sending a recording.
"...it's not you, it's me." kendo whisper-yelled a 'no!'.
"we just haven't been communicating. i'll give your your present to tokoyami...well then, goodbye."
y/n hung up and looked at the three girls.
"are you okay?" ibara asked with a concerned look.
"strangely enough," y/n smiled. "i feel great!"
and so the day continued, and the weekend ended. y/n told everyone in class 1-b, much to their confusion of her being so happy. y/n did give katsuki's gift to tokoyami, yet he hadn't called or talked to her.
a week passed, and while y/n was a tad upset that katsuki hadn't even talked to her for closure, and walked to lunch with tetsutetsu gleefully. the two passed the door of class 1-a, y/n getting nervous.
just to her luck, katsuki stepped out of the classroom. his eyes met y/n's and an even bigger scowl painted his face. tetsutetsu looked over at y/n in worry, instead she turned her gaze to the window.
katsuki scoffed and trudged to the cafeteria, muttering a harsh, "on my fucking birthday."
-- heyyyy. this is so shit but i wanted to do something for his birthday today. bye there was like no interaction between y/n and katsuki but it's ok. i love you so much! send requests! 4.20.20
