u + me | shinso hitoshi x reader

u + me | shinso hitoshi x reader

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"...really?" "Of course! Why can't you believe that?" UA. Your dream school. Too bad you were forced to miss the registration date. One semester later and your guardian/teacher/avid sleeper, Shota Aizawa, feels as if he's trained you enough to be superior to the entirety of class 1-A and then some. When a particular fluffy-haired student sparks your interest at lunch time, you made it a mission to become friends with the loner. He seems closed off at first but tends to take a particular liking to your presence. Or at least isn't too annoyed by it. Will your fresh, new friendship turn into a blossoming romance? Or will it all come crashing down?
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Scribe has spent her entire life in shame after a single incident during her exchange year at UA resulted in her expulsion from the school. She's dreamed of schoolmate Shota Aizawa ever since, hoping he will forgive her and come for her. Then the USJ incident unexpectedly drags her back into the midst of Japanese hero work from her American bookstore. Except Aizawa isn't the man who comes for her afterward. EXCERPT: "Can I help you?" His face was hidden by the hoodie, but she had an odd feeling he wasn't as old as she'd thought. She could see his mouth. It was wide and generous, but the lips were oddly scarred and chapped looking. "You're the one they call Scribe, aren't you?" He grinned lazily. "I've heard of you." "Really?" She sat up straighter. Her work with heroes was not well known, even though All Might had paid her a visit or two here at the bookstore. For the most part, she was just hero support, and only on very rare occasions. She peered at the hooded figure curiously. "From who?" "We have mutual friends. In Japan." He cocked his head thoughtfully. "I could swear I've met you before. You're very familiar." She had an odd feeling he was right. Though she couldn't quite place him...maybe if he took off his hoodie, though... "You weren't by chance in Japan recently, were you?" He reached across the desk, taking her hand in his as if it were the most natural thing in the world. And I'm letting him. Scribe felt a strange tingle where he touched her skin. It was not an unpleasant sensation. "I... No. I wasn't in Japan." "Really?" He tilted his head to one side and with his free hand, he pushed back the hoodie, revealing a blue-white shock of hair and red eyes. "I could swear I saw you...but maybe sensed is a more appropriate word. Yes, I could swear I sensed you at the USJ when I was taking care of business with All Might and Eraserhead." She gasped, trying to stand, but he laughed. "Don't move too much, pretty. I don't want to hurt you."

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