You needed to practice your quirk more. It was almost the day of your finals, and you had hardly practiced it at all, since it was so dangerous at times. Just as you had started panicking, you caught sight of bright red Crocs belonging to Kirishima. He had given you permission to use his belongings to practice and you were friends, so you decided to use them. Wrong choice. "Okay, breathe... breathe..." you concentrated and counted to three. "One, two, three!" You touched the Crocs and there was a poof of red dust that blocked your vision. When it cleared, there was a girl standing there. She had red hair and eyes. Actually, almost everything about her was red. She had on a red and pink polka dot dress, red heels, and red nail polish. You almost didn't want to change her back. But, of course, you had to. Kirishima would literally kill you if anything happened to his beloved Crocs. It was the only thing that you could imagine Kirishima killing over. So yeah, you had to change her back. While you were debating on whether or not to keep her human for the time being, Kirishima walked in from the kitchen. "Who's she?" He asked, oblivious as always. "I'm Akari! Thanks for asking," the girl spoke up. You were surprised she came up with a name for herself so fast. "Wow! Makes sense, since your hair is red!" "Akari, please stay here. I need to talk with Kirishima for a moment." The redhead nodded and you lead Kirishima back to the kitchen. "She's the embodiment of your Crocs. I was practicing my quirk." Kirishima's eyes dimmed a little. "Oh. I thought you'd ask first. That was pretty unmanly of you." Your heart hurt when he said those words. "I'm sorry, Kiri." You hugged him. "Do you want me to change her back?" "Hmmm... no thanks. I'd like to get to know her more!" You were stunned. "...Okay...?" You went back into the common room to see Akari talking with the girls. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. You wrote a note that read,
Hey guys!
Akari is sorta Kiris's Crocs turned human, so play nice. I'll be in my room if you need me.
-(___)That would be fine. Not that anyone really paid attention to you, anyway. You just weren't "cool" or really friends with anyone. You tapped the note and it became a little white butterfly. "Please deliver the message to the group discreetly." With that out of the way, you climbed the stairs and went to your room.
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The Matchmaking Crocs(Eijiro Kirishima x Listener)
FanfictionYou have a tricky quirk, and one day you make Kirishima's Crocs come to life!