traitor.

FIVETEEN|🍰

THE SCHOOL HAD STARTED GETTING MORE AND MORE SECURE LATELY.

despite finding the "traitor", the detectives and heroes still weren't one hundred percent sure of themselves. while they continued to try and solve their problem, y/n was still trying to solve the identity of person behind the mysterious letter.

hopefully this wouldn't turn into one of those anonymous textfic or letterfic fanfics she's read before, because she already had enough on her plate. an anonymous crush was the last thing she needed right now.

after checking her locker and finding nothing new there, she headed for class. walking in, everyone either gave her a small smile, waved, or turn backed to what they were doing. the usually chatter-full and lively classroom was dead silent. she could already assume why.

she took her seat and aizawa arrived shortly after, starting the lesson and not mentioning the topic of kaminari nor the traitor once.

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"hey, since you get love letters pretty often, a lot of them are anonymous, right ?" shoto looked up from his homework, "yes, that's the case for most of them."

she tapped her pencil against her worksheet. "do you try and guess who they are sometimes ? based from their writing, that is." he shook his head no as he continued to write down another answer for his math work. "i think it's rather difficult to do that." he read his work again, a confused look displayed on his face.

l/n wrote down a few random numbers beside her doodles to make it look like she was working on her math, "yeah. i thought so." she sighed out. shoto looked up from his paper, "why ? are you attempting to find out who the person behind the letter you got is ?"

the h/c headed girl nodded. "i actually got another letter recently, but i don't know who it's from." todoroki's eyes widened, the girl catching it. "what's wrong ? what's that look for ?"

he cleared his throat, "it's nothing, really." she squinted her eyes at the male.

"it's clearly something, spit it out todo." the personified canadian flag sighed out, giving in. "alright, alright. i saw someone put something, or go through your locker, maybe ? i don't remember which locker it was. but i think they left the letter there."

y/n gasped, bouncing in her seat ever so slightly, "that's great !" she cheered, "who is it ?did you see who it was ?"

the boy shook his head no, to her dismay. "what ! how do you just forget what someone looks like ? nonetheless someone that was going through my locker." she grunted. he swept back his bangs, "i was pretty far from the lockers, i didn't think they were going through it, i'm sorry."

the young female frowned, "don't worry about it, it's not your job to catch the traitor anyways..."

shoto shifted his head, as y/n cursed herself out in her mind. "the...what ?" she rolled her eyes. "i said it's not your job to catch the tractor anyways."

he nodded his head, as if he understood, when he was still in pure confusion. "is that some sort of saying ?"

"western slang, todo, western slang."

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AUTHORS NOTE: sorry for such a short chapter !! i have around seven drafts for this book because im getting close to finishing it !! thank you guys for being patient with me and waiting for the update <33