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The only word going through my mind at that second, was 'shit'. I was dying emotionally and physically. I practically felt my soul leave my body. Throughout the whole room presentation thing, Shoto carried me about, looking at everyone's room. When we reached his room, everyone was in awe at how he literally redesigned the entire thing to look like a traditional Japanese room. I playfully poked his cheek, now comfortably curled up in his arms.

"It looks exactly like your house, you know, "

I was not expecting Izuku, who snuck up behind us, to gasp in shock from hearing my words. Izuku ran to Ochaco, who ran to Ashido, who ran to literally all the girls in my room. I was going to murder all of them if any rumors spread about Shoto and me. Everyone was already smirking at us from him suddenly scooping me up, and the news that I had been to his house just made their grins wider, which I didn't think was possible. My body wanted to fall asleep immediately, but my mind was panicking about me still being in Shoto's arms, which kept me awake the whole way. I let out a huge yawn. Maybe a little shut-eye wouldn't be so bad. No, Sakura! Bad! He'll have to carry you back to your room. Just stay awake and deal with it.

My eyelids were getting heavier, my body begging to sleep. Eventually, my mind drifted off and my eyelids shut. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

In Shoto's arms.

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Shoto was panicking. Sakura had just fallen asleep in his arms, and he didn't know what to do. Sure, the entire time he was pretending to keep his cool, but his mind was screaming. What the hell was he supposed to do with a sleeping girl? Drop her on the ground? Put her on her own bed? Carry her to his room? He didn't know, and his mind was in full panic mode. The alarm sounded in his head, and he froze in his steps, staring at the sleeping beauty. A blush spread across his cheeks, his feelings only kicking in now that she was asleep.

Izuku saw the scarred boy stop in his tracks, and immediately ran to him. He was pretty sure either his brain had just short-circuited from the excitement of carrying Sakura, or that the tired girl had fallen asleep in his arms. Both were pretty likely, and he did not want the half and half boy to drop his best friend. Wait, best friend? He shrugged it off. Now wasn't the time. He tapped the dazed boy on the shoulder repeatedly, snapping his fingers in front of him. Oh boy, this was bad. He looked down at the sleeping Sakura. Yep, Shoto had definitely just short-circuited like Kaminari being electrocuted by a car battery. He went to get Uraraka and Iida, walking in front with the rest of the class.

When he went to go get Uraraka and Iida, practically the whole class had been notified. Unlike Izuku, they all snapped photos, calm about the whole situation. Uraraka and the girls were giggling. Iida seemed to be the only one who took it seriously, carefully untangling Sakura from his arms and waving his arms in front of Shoto.

"Should I punch him?"

Shoto snapped out of it. What happened? Just a second ago, Sakura was in his arms. Did he drop her? His head whipped around to try and find Sakura, sighing in relief at her sleeping figure on the floor. At least she wasn't dead.

"I'm okay."

Everyone looked at him dubiously. He was definitely not okay. His brain disconnected from his body the second she fell asleep. As cute as it was for Shoto to carry Sakura, they also had to consider her safety. Before they could even do anything, Shoto picked up Sakura and headed the other way, bringing Sakura to her room. They cooed at how cute it was, forgetting about Sakura's safety.

Shot carried her back to her room, gently laying her back down on her bed. He looked around. It was boring and she hadn't changed a single thing about the room. He yawned, feeling tired. He sat down on the floor, glancing at the girl sleeping.

"Shoto..." she muttered in her sleep.

His cheeks burned a scarlet shade of red. She just said his name in her sleep! No... Perhaps he misheard it and he was going deaf, he thought, doubting himself. Yet, the word was so clear, his name being said out loud in her sleep. He sighed, leaning against the bedframe of her bed. He was also feeling quite sleepy. He closed his eyes for a second, and soon enough, the two teens we're fast asleep.

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I groaned at my alarm, waking up. I rubbed my eyes, shutting off the alarm and sitting up in my bed. That's when I realized that there was a figure leaning on my bed, it's red and white hair among its distinct features. I studied Shoto's face, smiling to myself. Wait, why on earth was he in my room? The events of last night flowed back to me, and my face turned as red as Shoto's left part of hair. He carried me back last night. Wait a minute, he slept in my room? It must have been so uncomfortable. Then again, he literally slept on the floor in his room.

  I ruffled his hair, the gesture causing him to jolt up. I giggled to myself. He looked so cute. Even with the scar. Why was I acting so weird? I never giggled. I chuckled, I snorted, I did not giggle. Yumé Sakura did not giggle. What was on with me? Did I really like him? Ochaco's words from the hot spring came back to me.

"You like Todoroki, you dumbass!"

  Realization glazed over my face. All those signs, my heart beating so fast whenever I talked to him, the jealousy that made my heart clench when he was around other girls.

I liked Todoroki Shoto.