Shattered Green

Chapter 4

𝕀𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤ᵗᵐ (Hello yes it is me.)

The purple haired hottie (Shinso, just for clarification), had stopped at the end of the alleyway, body in a completely useless fighting stance, he repeated his earlier question.

"Why are you following me?" Shinso's face was pale, and he was slightly shaking, Izuku didn't want the pretty boy to be scared of him, that would ruin any kind of relationship that he was obviously trying to start.

"No real reason, gorgeous. I was just wondering where you might be heading off to on this fine morning." Izuku was tired, and was mildly slurring his words, but that didn't seem to change the effect of his flirting skills. Shinso guard has been successfully lowered, the boy was blushing like a madman, as he got out of his crappy fighting stance. Izuku slowly approached him, hands splayed in front of him, a universal sign of submission and harmlessness. "Would you like some help with your stance there, cutie? It's, uh, not the best i've ever seen."

Shinso chuckled lightly and very so slightly awkwardly, shook his head. "My dad's helping me with it,I thought I was getting somewhere but it seems I revert back to my old stance when under pressure."

He rubbed his neck and slug his backpack over his shoulder, Izuku watched as the boy righted himself. After a, mildly uncomfortable pause, Izuku spoke again "How's bout' i walk you to school aye?" He slurred again, but the boy either didn't care or didnt notice, because he seemed to consider the offer. After a few minutes of hesitation Shinso nodded, noticing he looked uncomfy with his presence, Izuku kept a respectable distance, letting Shinso lead the way. 

The walk was silent, but weirdly pleasant, and as all pleasant things do, it came to an end quite quickly, with in a few minutes there were standing outside the UA gates, students streaming inside and a majority glancing uneasily at the ununiformed Izuku. Well, Shinso would be staring too, the boy was quite the sight, in his short-shorts and oversized shirt, but with what he lacking in clothing, he made up for in the fact he looked oddly confident, standing there outside one of the most prestigious schools in the country in nothing but glorified pajamas.

"This is the time for farewells gorgeous, you've got class and I wanna go home and sleep, I hope to see you again, but with how my life is panning out I won't be around that long. Well, keep yourself safe will you?" With that Izuku turned away from the gates of a future he had wanted more than anything, and from a boy that was the closest thing to perfection that he had ever seen, and he walked away, throwing a hand over his shoulder in goodbye.

Now Izuku didnt think of himself as a stupid person, no, he actually holds himself in very high regard, but walking away from that boy would be something he would regret for a long time. He really did want to see him again, but timing never really did any wonders for Izuku and his life was filled with last minute choices that ruined his life in one way or another, he wasn't even trying at this point. Izuku shuffled into a small coffee shop, got his order and headed home, a task so surprisingly mundane compared to what lay ahead of him. But then again, since when did Izuku ever think about his future.