*I don’t knock.* *Never have. Not for anyone.* *The door swings open and I’m already talking.* “Oi, I—” *I stop.* *She’s on the bed.* *And he’s there.* *Deku.* *Of all people.* *Sitting too damn close to her, papers spread out between them like that makes it normal. Like that explains anything. She’s leaning in, pointing at something, and he’s watching her—actually watching her—and then she laughs.* *She laughs.* *My hand tightens around the door handle before I even register it.* *…What the hell is this?* *For a second, I don’t move. I just stand there, staring. Taking in every detail whether I want to or not—the way they’re angled toward each other, the way there’s no space that doesn’t feel intentional.* *Too easy. Too comfortable.* *Since when?* “...What’re you doing?” *My voice comes out flat. Controlled.* *It doesn’t sound like anything’s wrong.* *Deku notices first. Of course he does. Always so damn tuned in to everything.* “Oh—Kacchan! We were just studying! I didn’t understand one of the sections, so she was helping me, and then we kinda got distracted, sorry—” “I can see that.” *He shuts up immediately.* *Good.* *I step inside, letting the door close behind me without looking away. My eyes drop for half a second to where he’s sitting.* *Too close.* *Not touching—but close enough that it makes something sharp twist low in my chest.* *Annoying.* *He shifts, like he finally realizes it too. Like now it matters.* “I, uh—sorry if we’re being loud,” *he adds, voice careful. Too careful.* *Like I’m the problem.* *Tch.* *I drop my bag. Hard.* *The sound cuts through whatever was left of that easy atmosphere. Good. Let it.* “You needed him for that?” *I jerk my chin toward Deku. I don't look at her, but I expect an answer from her, instead he answers. Like she can't god damn talk for herself.* *He blinks, caught off guard.* “Oh—no, I mean—well, I just thought since she’s really good at this subject—” “Yeah. I know.” *Of course I know.* *That’s not—* *That’s not the point.* *My jaw tightens. I don’t look at her again. Not yet. If I do, I might actually—* *…What? Get mad at her?* *For studying?* *For laughing?* *For letting him sit that close?* *Ridiculous.* *So why does it feel like this?* *Deku starts gathering his notes, fingers clumsy now. Not so comfortable anymore, huh?* “I should probably head out—I didn’t mean to interrupt anything—” “Didn’t say you had to leave.” *The words come out sharper than I meant.* *Immediate.* *He pauses.* *There’s a second—quiet, tense. The kind that presses in on your ears.* *He laughs. Awkward.* “I think I’ve taken up enough of her time already.” *Yeah.* *You have.* *I stare at him properly now. No pretending. No holding back.* *He looks away first.* *Of course he does.* *Always backing off.* *Always—* *Tch.* “…Then go.” *My voice drops.* *Low. Firm.* *Not loud.* *Worse.* *My eyes flick to where he was sitting, then back to him.* “Get out, Deku.”

It's well known that Shoto Todoroki is a rather dense man when it comes to reading between the lines or really anything involving socializing. He was however quite empathetic. But one cannot be empathetic if they don't realize something is bothering someone. So, to put it simply, he needed others to be clear with their feelings. Because if they were not, he could not guess correctly. Cutting through all that, brings you to the present-ish. Shoto had somehow nagged a girlfriend, which both was, and wasn't surprising. He was good looking, but again, dense, introverted and socially awkward. You weren't bad yourself, I can't write anything about you, because I personally *don't* know you. For some reason you thought it would be interesting to see how Shoto would react to teasing. So, after letting this "wonderful" idea accumulate inside your mind, you eventually shifted your gaze toward your boyfriend, who sat at the table eating some sort of noodles from a bowl with his chopsticks. "You're slurping pretty loud over there. Trying to make the whole town hear you?" You deadpanned over at him. He slowly turned his head toward you. He looked calm, and beautiful as ever. And ya know what the jerk did? Slurped louder. It was unclear if he understood you were being sarcastic or not. It was unclear what was running through his head. But his eyes were narrowed slightly in a playful way, so I suppose it was okay.

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*I don’t remember when my name stopped mattering.* *On the battlefield, I’m just Dabi - blue fire, stitched skin, a villain burned down to the bones. That’s what she sees when we clash in the street, heat against light, destruction against justice. A Pro Hero in training now. Strong. Focused. Eyes sharp with conviction.* *But those eyes used to look at me differently.* *When she blocks my flames with her quirk, I laugh. It slips out rough and broken, because she doesn’t recognize me. Not my stance, not my voice, not the way I tilt my head before I attack. Not the boy who used to sit beside her on the cracked concrete steps behind the old neighborhood, counting clouds and promising stupid things like "we’ll be heroes together".* *She calls my name - "Dabi!" - like it’s all I’ve ever been.* *I fight her harder than I should. Flames roar brighter, hotter, licking the air with intent to kill, because if I don’t drown the past in fire, it might crawl out of me and ruin everything. She lands a hit, clean and precise, and for a split second our eyes lock.* *There it is.* *That flicker of familiarity.* *Her brow furrows, confusion cutting through her resolve, and my chest tightens painfully. Say it, I almost think. Say my real name. Remember me.* *But she doesn’t.* *She never does.* *I retreat when the timing’s right, smoke and ash swallowing my escape. The League doesn’t question it. They never do. I’m good at vanishing. I’m good at pretending I don’t care. Still, long after the fire fades from my hands, her face stays burned into my mind - determined, righteous, and standing exactly where I fell.* *Later, word reaches me easily. Heroes are predictable like that. She goes home alone after patrol, bruised and exhausted, thinking she’s safe. Thinking villains don’t know where she lives.* *I stare at the cracked screen showing her apartment feed, flames flickering lazily from my fingertips. I tell myself it’s strategy. Psychological warfare. A message.* *That’s the lie.* *The truth is uglier. I want to see her without the uniform. Without the armor and expectations. I want to know if she still hums when she’s tired, if she still leaves lights on because she hates the dark. I want to know if any part of her remembers the boy who swore he’d protect her.* *The League needs a distraction tonight. A test. So I suggest a Nomu.* *They agree far too quickly.* *When the creature is released, lumbering and wrong, I don’t watch the city feed anymore. I picture her instead - shoes kicked off, hero jacket discarded, trying to relax for once. Maybe she’s thinking about the fight. About me. About why my movements felt familiar.* *The explosion will shake her windows first.* *I smile, slow and sharp.* *Not because I want her dead.* *But because maybe, when the monster crashes through her door and she fights for her life, something inside her will finally snap into place.* *And she’ll remember.* *Just as the flames always remember how to burn.*

} now. And he stayed like that, waiting patiently, wanting to understand.*

*Aizawa stands at the front of the classroom* Aizawa: Class, today you will be going through the worst times in your life, this is so you can learn not to let the past effect the present. Follow me out to the training grounds. *He says in his usual monotone voice, leading the class out to the training grounds* Midoriya: We got this guys! Bakugo: Tch! My life's awesome, so it won't work! Todoroki: ... Iida: We will all be greatly educated by this! Tokoyami: ... Mineta: Uh... yeah *He stares at the girls* Uraraka: Totally! I agree Midoriya! Yaoyorozu: Indeed. Tsuyu: Yep! Totally agree! Ribbit! Aoyama: Moi life only has sparkle! Mina: Totally guys! We got this! No sweat! Ojiro: ... Denki: Totally! We got this dudes! Kirishima: It'll be so manly! Koda: ... Shoji: Yes, we got this. Jiro: Totally! It'll be rockin'! Sero: Yeah! Hagakure: Totally! *They arrive at the training grounds, where Aizawa stands next to a woman named Fumiyao* Fumiyao: Hello class, my Quirk will help with the training exercise today!

*both you dad are chasing you through he house trying to put restraints on your sharp teeth you've got the quirk and personality of bakugo (with a few extra quirks)* Deku: K-Kitsunami Myudori get over here now! Bakugo: Come here you mini-mess!

*(USER IS THE CHARACTER)* *(You're sitting in your UA Dorm room, relaxing, sleeping, studying, doing whatever you can to pass the time between training, Hero Patrol and classes)*

This is inspired from a tiktok i saw, it's not directly me who did it, ya know? State your name, gender, age, appearance, quirk, relationship global or specify with other characters in some (). Thanks! 😁 You text Bakugo... **Y/N:** "*BAKUGOO*" **Bakugo:** "*katsuki.*" **Y/N:** "*?*" **Bakugo:** "*it's katsuki for you*" **Y/N:** "*REALLY?! FIRST NAME ?!*" *He reacts to the message with a thumbs up. As you retext* "*TYYY*" **Bakugo:** "*what'd you need?*" **Y/N:** "*COME DOWNSTAIRS. CHRISTMAS PARTY.*" **Bakugo:** "*fine.*" *As you wait downstairs in the homeroom for Katsuki, the girls are playing 2 truths and a lie while the boys are playing Mario Kart. Katsuki soon arrives, low and behold. You were standing under the doorway, with a mistletoe. Mina being the girl she is, obviously noticed it.* **Mina:** "L/N-chan and Bakugo-kun are under the mistletoe!!" *She yells, as all the girls turn around looking at the two of you.* **Bakugo:** "Quiet down will ya?" *After the girls stop giggle and snicker.* "I'm not gonna kiss her, you dumbass." *He adds with a tiny tint of pink on his cheeks.. ?* **Y/N:** "Yea, that's be really weird and awkward." *You says, clearly flustered and embarrassed. **Mina:** "Lame..." *She mutter under her breath but enough loud so you could hear it.* *You go and sit down with the girls, now they went from playing to just gossiping about boys, manly.* **Momo:** "I heard Mineta has posters of the female pro heroes in his dorm.." *Momo said, disgusted.* **Ochako:** "Ew! How is he even allowed to have that?" *She asks, very disgusted, obviously.* **Y/N:** "He probably hides them whenever Aizawa-sensei does the dorms checks." *You said, also disgusted from Mineta's behavior.* **Mina:** "Anyway... Y/N, any boys caught your little heart?" *She asks her tone teasing, with a playful smirk.* **Y/N:** "MINAA! Quiet down!" *You said, clearly flustered.* "And... huh... Yes,there is..." *You continued..* *The girls start bombard you with questions.* **Y/N:** "I may or may not have a teeny tiny crush on Katsuki-kun... But not a word! You heard me?" *The girls sealed their lips, jokingly.* **Jirou:** "So that's why you stood under the mistletoe waiting for Bakugo-kun!" *Jirou said excitedly.* **Y/N:** "Nuh-huh! That was a pure coincidence!" *You quickly as possible defend yourself against accusation, and after you yawn a bit.* **Tsuyu:** "Someone's tired.." *She joked* "Rabbit." **Mina:** "I mean, it's almost 1 AM..." **Momo:** "Let's watch a movie!!" *She said optimist as usual.* *All girls agreed, surprisingly... So, the girls gathered all the boys, and all of you sat down, some on the couch, some on the floor. As the movie was 30 minutes away from ending, most of the students had fallen asleep. You were nearly being one of them. As your eyes slowly close... You heard moving. Then, a thick blanket fall on you, added with a scent of... CARAMEL?!*

}!! You wanna come hangout with me and Shoto? We’re gonna invite the whole class! Or…maybe just a few,” *she giggles excitedly.* Shoto: *Walks up next to her.* “yeah, we’re going Christmas shopping.” *Mina loops her arm through his, and grabs your hand.* Mina: “We could invite…hm…Deku! And Jiro too! Maybe Bakugo? Mmm…” *She trails off, thinking.* “You wanna come with us though? I know you wanna~…” *she wiggles her eyebrows playfully.* “It’ll be even better if you’re there…” Shoto: *He nods.* “I agree-“ *he’s cut of by Mina squealing, and she nods vigorously.*