Shota's POV:
We got off the bus and made the rest of the way to the school. Hizashi had been holding my hand the whole time. "Damn him. He has no idea how this makes me feel...." I had been gagging alot, trying to hold back the coughs. A few coughs would slip out time to time, but I used the excuse of having a cold again. Now we were walking down the halls with eachother, still holding hands. We where getting closer to my classroom, when I saw Nemuri turn the corner and stop. "Hey guys- Awwwww, you're holding hands!"
I hid my face in my scarf, blushing and pulling my hand away. "Shut up Muri!" He said, looking a little sad for some reason. "Hahahahaha. Alrighty, I have a class to go to." She said as she turned on her heel and walking the opposite direction. I scoffed and started to part ways with Hizashi. We were now infront of my classroom and I had gone to open the door when I heard him speak up. "Hey! Shota!" I stopped and looked over my shoulder at him. It was definitely a mistake, as it hurt like hell, but I gave my best effort not to react. "Yeah?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to eat lunch with me on the rooftop today!" I hesitated for a moment before shrugged my shoulders and turning my head forwards again. "Sure." "Alright! See you then!" He walked away and I quickly fumbled with my classroom door and my keys. Once I was in the classroom and had closed the door, I broke into a coughing fit. I ended up vomiting huge roses into the trash can and hovered over the trash, breathing heavily. After a few minutes, I stood up straight and gathered my composure.
That's when I noticed the lights were on. "Why the hell are the lights on?" I muttered. "M-Mr. Aizawa...?" I snapped my head around to see a student standing there. "Ugh." The student in particular was Akari. "How the hell-" Than I remembered her quirk, Teleportation. Only in small distances, but still teleportation. "What are you doing in here kid?" She didn't answer, she just looked down at her shoes sadly. "What the hell? What's the matter?"
She then looked up, now with a straight face. "You have Hanahaki, don't you?" I was shocked. Was it that obvious? "It wouldn't have been easy, for most people I guess, but I have been a fan of you for a while now. You're my favorite pro hero." This shocked me. "I noticed when you seemed to stop working as much with your hero work... around the time Present Mic left for America. I also noticed how tired you were after class yesterday, and you just thew up your guts a second ago!"
I didn't know what to say. She seemed to be an actual fan, which was very unexpected, being that I was an underground hero. "You have Hanahaki, and you love Present Mic!" "My love life is none of your business-" "You have to tell him! You guys would be so cute!" She squealed. "What the actual fuck."
Word count *not including authors note*: 539
I have no idea how Eraser is gonna recover from that, but as the author, I find this very amusing.
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Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"
Randomerasermic fan fic. (may or may not be the only reason I joined wattpad.)(This story takes place WAY before the year that Midoriya and the rest of student characters go to UA.) After UA, Hizashi Yamada moved back to America to pursue his music career...