Love at First Dance II Midoriya Izuku X Fem!Reader II

The Competition

Y/n pov

"Breath. You got this. You've done these dance countless times. You've performed countless times. Just realx." I tell myself.

I'm currently in the dressing room finishing up my hair for my contemporary dance. This year we're dancing to Sweater Weather.

I look around at these people I've known for years and know I can trust them. I'm only this nervous because our teachers put a really difficult lift into our dance. Lifts like this include a lot of trust. Especially if you're the flyer....which is me.(the lift is in the picture up above)

I see the rest of my team walk up to me.
"C'mon! It's time to get out there. We've got this!"
"Yeah!" We all reply.

Timeskip🌸.........🌸

We're currently backstage about to walk out and do our dance. As the announcer introduces our group and the name if our dance, I get ready to walk out. I'm the only one on stage when we start.

"Give them a round of applause!"

I walk out and get in position. And as the music starts, I start too.

🌸.......🌸

Izuku pov

I wasn't paying any attention to the announcer, I was just in my own world thinking about different heroes.

Then someone catches my attention as the music starts.

🌸...................🌸 Another timeskip *jazz hands*

As the dance ended I was in shock. There was one dancer who caught my attention. But what was her name?
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"She's cute." My mom says as a blush appears on my face.
"Wh-what do y-you mean?"
"Hehehe."
"Sh-shut up!"

Y/n pov

That was fun. I'm glad none of us were so nervous that we mess up the lift! Now we have to do our Jazz dance. The song we're doing is called Grace Kelly. It's a really fun dance and our costumes are really colorful!

As i finish putting the different paint colors on my skin, Isamu walks up to me.

"Hey you did really good out there!" I tell him as he blushes.
"U-um yeah. Y-you to..."

Me as onlivious as I am take no notice to the look he gives me.

"U-um. Are you ready for Grace Kelly?"
"Yup! What about you?"
"Yeah, I am."
"Then let's head backstage."

🌸............🌸 At this point you can probably guess that this means time skip.

Once we finish our jazz dance I look out into the audience and see two heads of green hair. The guy next to his mom was kinda cute. But then again, I think a lot of guys are cute. But he's the akward, nervous kinda cute.

Well now it's time for my last dance. My trio with my two best friends.