I'm hungry. I want f o o d. I don't have much to say here, peace ✌🏻.
Iida's POV
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Uraraka runs past me, looking like she's about to cry... I thought she went to check on Midoriya?
He must have done something to upset her.
As class president, I must talk to him and figure out what happened.
I knock.It takes him a really long time to open the door...
I hear scrambling from inside, it's as if Midoriya is trying to hide something....No way! Midoriya has nothing to hide!
The door clicks open.Midoriya steps out with a nervous expression.
"May I come in?" I ask politely."U-uh sure" he says with uncertainty tainting his voice.
I walk in and glance around.
Nothing too suspicious, until I notice the trash bag in the trash can.
The trash can is filled to the brim with pink petals.
Midoriya follows my gaze and hurriedly closes the bag.
"Midoriya..?" I askHe flinches at the sound of his name.
"Y-yes...?"
"Why did you close the can? It's almost as if you are hiding something..."
"W-wha NO- I mean n-no I'm not hiding anything..." Midoriya stutters
I look at him with suspicion.
Why would he need to hide the petals??
A couple of gears click in my head and I have two answers.1: The flowers were a confession from Uraraka. That would explain why she was crying. Midoriya must've rejected her...
2: He wasn't hiding the petals, he was hiding something else... perhaps... tissues... (if you don't know you shouldn't be on this app)
It could be neither, but the most likely would be #1... it would explain why Uraraka was crying.
If that's the case...
Knock knock
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Hanahaki Disease~ Izuocha
FanfictionThis is an Izuocha fanfic, this will likely be the first and only fic I will ever write. Sorry if I misspell anything. Also my chapters are really short. I upload 2 chapters almost every day.