Sketchbook Boy- A Tododeku Story

Chapter 4- Fangirls

Midoriya's POV

I reached my dorm, panting and sweating. My ribs ached and i still had blood and cuts over my face but i was too exhausted to care, i hid my money in a book titled 'Fathers Don't Care' with the rest of my money and fell onto my bed, immediately falling asleep. 

Todoroki's POV

I sat at my desk, half listening to my history tutor finish the lesson, half doodling all over my book. I wasn't amazing at art but I wasn't bad and it was very comforting for me. I tended to absentmindedly doodle comics but my favorite thing to do was spray paint, just creating the stencil for it and then putting it all together was absolutely mesmerizing. I adored it. However I would normally have to clean it up after doing it and I wasn't very good at taking pictures, so all the one I took were very low quality. The bell rang, and like cogs in a machine, the whole class packed their stuff up and rushed out the door, ready for lunch.

"Oi, ICY HOT!" shouted an angry blonde from across the dining hall, "I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!" I sighed in frustration, ignoring him. I kept my head down, looking at my cold soba but before I could have another mouth full, the hot head had slammed his hands onto my lone table, "Yes Bakugo?" I asked simply, not looking away from my soba,

"Your partners with Deku for that project aren't you?" at the mention of Midoriya, I looked up to see Bakugos face looking at me puzzlingly, 

"And what of it?" I ask, thinking of Midoriya's beautiful emerald eyes. Bakugo's angry face looked more serious than I had ever seen it, 

"Imma warn you right now, he's trouble, rude and a dick head, with no talent. I advise you only talk to him when necessary, amd don't EVER fall for him, he'll just break your heart. Understand?" What? Is this dude serious? We're just partners for a project, besides I'm not exactly going to fall for some mysterious, quiet and rude boy who I've spoken to twice who just so happens to hot and cute at the same time with beautiful emerald eyes and real habit for bumping in to me and- "OI Icy hot you listening?"

"Yes I am... look we are just doing a project together, I doubt i'll even have the chance to get to know him let alone fall for him as you say, so please let me eat my soba in peace." I said in a monotone voice, but I really hoped what I was saying was a lie. I wanted to find out more about him, especially why he was in a rush yesterday. He looked so panicked, especially when he saw Uraraka. Speaking of which, she had replaced Bakugos spot, who had just left to talk to Kirishima, her face filled with worry, "I heard your working with Deku for the art project." 'Not again' I thought, exasperated, Is Midoriya that unpopular?

"And what of it?" I sounded like a broken record.

"Look, don't ever try and be friends with him, he is horrible and heartless. He'll push you away and hurt you, just like he did me and Iida." tears filled Uraraka's eyes as she sat down next to me. 

"Why does everyone hate him so much?" I ask, genuinely curious,

"BECAUSE!!!" she shouted, half the cafeteria looked at my table before going back to their conversations, "Sorry.... it's just I used to be friends with him but then..." the tears that had threatened to fall just seconds before, fell down her face gracefully and awkwardly, I put an arm out to comfort her, 

"Uhh... it's okay... you don't have to tell me...." I waved at Tsui and Iida to come over to help me remove the crying girl off of me as she cried into my top, 

"I'm" sniff "Sorry" sniff "Just promise" sniff "me you'll be cautious" sniff "I don't want another one" sniff "of my friends" sniff "hurt because of that" sniff "selfish boy" 

After Iida and Tsui had pulled Uraraka off of me, I wasn't very hungry anymore so I packed away my food and walked over to my next lesson, double art. I was once again early, but I wasn't the first in the room. Midoriya was. The green haired boy was sitting at his seat, sketching something with his earphones in. His face looked so focused, it was adorable. He was wearing a navy blue hoodie, a bit like yesterdays one, and some black jogging bottoms, both incredibly baggy, not allowing me to his physique in any way.

I stood at the doorway, staring at his mesmerising face before a felt a tap on my shoulder. Two girls stood behind me, bth were fairly pretty and I was sure if I wasn't gay I would probably think they were attractive, they were giggling and blushing and I groaned internally. Not another one. 

"H-Hi, Todoroki, you don't know us, but w-we think... well we think..." the shorter of the two said, fidgeting with her hands, 

"Well we would like to see if you want to go on a double date with me and my boyfriend and you and my friend." Great. Does no one realise I'm gay.

"No" I said simply, hoping to cut this short, the shorter one's eyes filled with tears as she asked,

"Wh-why?"

"I'm gay." I reply, trying to look over my shoulder to see Midoriya. He was looking up now and smirking at the misfortune that I was having. 

"But i-if yo-you just go o-out wi-with m-me, y-you m-mig-might re-realise yo-your bi or something." she pleaded, I didn't even feel bad anymore. Can't they just accept I don't like girls.

"No."

"PLEASE!!" she begged, tears streaming down her face

"Look he said no, so unless you two are deaf, go to your class or something." a sweet but stern voice says behind me, I turn to see Midoriya slightly behind me to my left. The girls' faces turned into one of disgust at the sight of him, 

"No one asked your opinion Deku." said the taller one, 

"Yes well, no one asked you to harass this poor dude but yet here we are." he said simply. I was shocked at how sweet yet terrifying it sounded. I tried to say something but no sound came out of my mouth,

"Don't have to be so rude, this is why everyone hates you." the shorter one said

"Is it? I thought it was because of them rumours that you helped spread Jikochuu. Anyway please go away so I can carry on doing my work." The taller one went to say something but Midoriya just cut them off, "GOODBYEEE!!!" he said, pulling me backwards and closing the door, not allowing them to speak. 

Midoriya then walked back to his desk, put his earphones in and carried on sketching before I could say thank you. I put my bag down by my desk, taking out my art folder and putting it on the table. God this is awkward.

"Heyyy...uhh thank you..." I finally say quietly. The emerald eyed boy didn;t appear to even register what I said, so assuming he didn't hear me I said it louder but once again no reaction. Admitting defeat, I sit in my seat and look aimlessly through my work waiting for class to begin.

A/N Sooooooooo this chapter wasn't supposed to go like this, but I really enjoyed writing it. I'm also trying to write at least 20 minute a day but its really hard cause I've got loads of homework and mocks are in 2 months sooooooo....

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