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*Y/N pov*
The morning sun shines through the windows and onto my bed. I woke up to my alarm for once. Not oversleeping, I did my normal routine.
Morning shower with all Moroccan rose products. It was a signature scent that I had. Brush and blow dry my hair to get it dry quickly and put it into a low bun.
Then I put on my uniform and perfume before grabbing all of my belongings and walking out the door to the common room kitchen. I needed some coffee in my system.
I saw Kirishima hanging out with the rest of the crowd and I decided to just put my headphones over my head and turn on my music. First song in my shuffle was Bored by billie eilish.
I made my coffee in the kitchen and waited for it to brew. Humming along to the song quietly so I didn't bother anyone.
Once it brewed I put it in a heated cup so I could carry it around. I added hazelnut creamer and went on with my day.
I decided it was best if I ignored him. If I ignored him I wouldn't get hurt. So when I was in class, I kept my headphones on during the test. Aizawa didn't seem to care much. When we were training I didn't pick him.
I was working with izuku. We were just supposed to get eachother off the concrete and into the grass. Once someone stepped onto the grass the other person won. Easy peasy right? It was just izuku.
I stood there in a training uniform then I attacked. Using my wind in one hand to make me have more speed and wound up a kick which he dodged and grabbed my leg. Pushing me back he activated his quirk. The fight ended up more in the air than on the ground. I was using it to keep me from falling too far and he was using float.
I took fire in my free hand and sent a large wave of it his way, The heat kicking up. He barely missed it. By the end of the fight I was knocked over and couldn't gather the air in time and fell onto the grass.
I groaned at the impact and sat up. I had bruises and he had burn marks and bruises from me using the ground that was previously below us.
I already hurt my back and it was going to kill me for the next couple of days from the fall. Deku was less hurt so he helped me to recover and we both got healed and sent back.
He kept apologizing but I wasn't focused on the fact I was hurt. I needed to train more. I lost. My mother was going to be disappointed. She always kept track of my losses and wins in training. I always had to report it to her.
I saw Kirishima approaching me and I walked away. Seeing him stop in his tracks at me walking away.
I continued to ignore him for the rest of the week and on friday night i went home to visit my mother. Like usual.
*Kiri POV*
I saw her walk away from me. She had been ignoring me all day. Did I do something wrong when we hung out the night before?
Why did it hurt? Usually I look forward to seeing her. She brightened my day more than anyone else did. Why do I feel like this?
After all the training, Mina snatched me into her dorm when I walked past. I yelped as I was yanked and the door shut.
There I was, in the middle of a mostly pink room, uraraka, momo, mina, and jirou all looking. Mina had a small smirk on her face.
“So care to explain?” Mina interrogated me. I had zero idea what she was talking about though so I just tilted my head in confusion.
“Huh?” I mumbled out to let her know I didn't know what she was talking about. She let out a frustrated sigh at me saying huh.
“Kiri you dense boy, what else? You and hiyashi. Or you and y/n. If you call her by her first name.” She questioned, waiting for an answer. She loved hearing about gossip.
“Oh, we're just friends.” I answered swiftly, that's what we were. Though my heart ached to say that. I didn't understand my feelings towards her thoroughly.
Mina made a face before jirou spoke up. “Yeah right! Suuure. You guys totally don't flirt and hang out in your room 24/7. You guys don't act like just friends kirishima.”
I thought deep into my brain. Then I came to a sudden realization. “Am I really dense?” I questioned while facepalming.
“Yes.” All the girls said in unison.
“Oh! But don't take offense to that, you just didn't realize it's okay.” Uraraka said kindly to me. A soft smile on her face.
“Ooo but that girl has some serious trauma. So just be patient.” Mina caught the attention by saying that. “I'm not telling. That's bitch behavior if I did.” She then clarified.
“So what do I do?” I asked. Wondering how I could crush on someone so easily. She was gorgeous, yes but i wasnt that unmanly. Her beauty was a very minor part of why I caught feelings. I think.
“Patience. Make her feel comfy.” Momo said as an easy solution.
“She ignored me today though.” I sighed a little frustrated. I wanted to know why and if i didn't know i think i would spiral. I care about her.
Mina cringed “Being so for real? Uhmmm well i can plan another group hangout for next week? I'll ask her over the weekend.” She proposed.
Uraraka giggled, “Don't get in trouble like you did last time.”
I just nodded. “Thanks girls. I'll get going.” I told them. Walking out of the room. I started thinking about what to do. Maybe i just needed to approach her.
That's what I did. Everytime I tried to talk to her she had her headphones up loud or when I tried to walk to her or with her she walked the other direction or sped off.
It hurt. My feelings hurt. Though she probably had a good reason I hope. I just wanted to have a conversation. Friday afternoon I saw her leave like she did every friday.
Sometimes she came back the night of. Others, she came back on Saturday or sunday. It always varied and I was guessing it was due to her parents.
I just sighed as I saw Mina send out the invite she said she was gonna plan.
Mina: Hey guuuuys, anyone want to go to the fair? It opened last week.
Kiri: sure. When?
Minam Sunday!
Yellow: oh im soooo down :p
Tapey: i got nothing else to do so sure.
Bakubro: This is stupid.
It took a moment for y/n to answer.
-8:13 pm-
Hayashi: I'll go.
Mina: Great! Everyone send money for tickets to me pleaseee!!
Mina: 2,911 ¥ (20 dollars)
Yellow: holy shit okay.
I huffed, at least it worked. I'd get to see her sunday. ‘Maybe I could get her alone and just talk to her?’ I hoped so. I thought to myself while closing the door to my dorm.