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𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 before I murder someone. I bang my head on my desk and let out a groan as my stomach aches for food. Everyone else is just chatting, it's study hall currently and I am DESPERATE for a snack. I start writing a note to god.
To the man upstairs,
You dumb ass bitch. Why? Why are you letting me starve? I should be your favourite. Look at me, I'm hot. God has favourites and I should be number one you blind ass hoe. FUCK YOU AND SEND A FUCKING ANGEL DOWN TO FEED ME A GOURMET MEAL OR ELSE I'M GOING UP TO HEAVEN MYSELF TO BEAT YOUR ASS.
Satan's spawn, (Y/n)
p.s. give me a fat ass. like go into create-a-sim and fix me up. i want to have a body like momo, i currently look like the letter P, that's your doing, now fix it.
I finish my eloquent note, and I feel a familiar aura besides me. I peer to my left and see a disappointed Iida, I smile like I know I'm about to get a lecture.
"(Y/n)... why... just why?" He says with a sigh. He's really sick of my shit... I guess spending a whole night with me just gave him too much (Y/n) quality time.
"I'm hungry." I respond confidently like I didn't just threaten God. What is God gonna do? Exist? Like that's gonna ever happen.
"Are you so hungry that you aren't going to use your study hall responsibly?" He asks almost jokingly.
"Iida, you don't even understand how much I'm starving right now..." I bang my head on my desk again.
"I believe you will survive." He says plainly... ok rude, don't leave a hot ass chick alone and starving.
I hear him walk off and I sigh, food.... someone feed me now and I'll marry you. I'm serious. I will never love someone but marry someone... who knows? Maybe I'll need an elderly rich man to marry then to randomly die and I collect my bag, in the future. I get a small poke on my shoulder and I turn my head to see Iida with a cup of instant noodles.
"IIDA! UHFEORHFRNEJOFNO I LOVE YOU OH MY GOD, SIR PLEASE HOW DID YOU GET ME FOOD?!" I scream in peer shock and jump on him clinging on for dear life and everyone stops what they're doing and looks at me. Oh shit I hope Eraserhead didn't hear me... fuck I'm dead. Even Midnight can't save me.
Iida's face is a bright red and I'm still not releasing because if I let go I know Aizawa will murder me. I feel Iida's body shift as he sets down the noodles that miraculously hasn't spill and puts his hands under my thighs and I blush at the contact... ah fuck I'm wearing a skirt.
