Midoriya's POV
I put my phone down. Why did that bother me so much? It's none of my business. I mean they both probably like each other. That means they're both happy. That's what matters. So then, what's wrong? Where is this pain in my chest coming from?
I guess I wish I was the guy that she'd kind of be into.
Wait, what am I saying. Y/N has been my friend since the first day of school. Maybe it's because she's so mysterious. She has never mentioned her parents, and basically anything before her life at UA. Maybe I'm upset because someone's getting to see the real her before me..?
Wait, but that would make me jealous. I don't get jealous, what's that? Some type of sauce?
I look to my left and open my notebook. I skim through the pages, and stop at the page on Kacchan. He's so strong. Top of the class and no homo but, he's looking fine these days. Maybe..Y/N likes him.
I skip a couple pages and get to Todoroki. He's mysterious too. Maybe they're attracted to each other because of their similar pasts. I don't know Y/N's past but, she's an open book about everything but that, it must be behind closed doors for a reason.
I then look at Kirishima's and Kaminari's. Kiri is so manly, Kami is so chill. I wish I could be more chill..
After looking through most of the students at UA, I stop at the page on Y/N. I stare at it for a while. Maybe a little too long. Why am I getting butterflies by just looking at a picture I sketched of her...
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Knock Knock
Wot in tarnation. Ah darn it, I'm even thinking like Y/N!
I quickly slam my book closed and approach the door. I take a deep breath and plant a smile on my face. I'm not depressed or anything, but, no ones happy 24/7. If you are, then you're not on Earth. I gently open the door.
"Hi Izu-kun, I'm sorry I came without asking but, I just wanted to talk. You seemed upset in the chatroom, I hope it's not because of what happened that day! I swear to god, I'm going to shove tape up that mother fuckers ass."
Ah, surprise, surprise. Of course, it's Y/N. She pulls me into a hug before I can respond.
"Eh? Uhm, What? No, no, I'm-I'm completely fine. Just, like, uhm, everyone has a bad week every once and a while, right?" I rub the back of my neck with a red face. She walks into my room and sits on my bed as I close the door.
She looks at me with a suspicious expression. "Are you sure? Is it something obvious or am I just that dense?"
"I just. I don't know," I inhale,"I guess I wanted to know you first if that makes sense. Your past. I felt like someone was going to get to see you, when I was supposed to." I say looking slightly embarrassed. Why would I say that? I sound so jealous. It's probably personal. Instead of responding, she looks into space with wide eyes. Of course, I screwed up.
"Okay. Promise not to hate me. I'm telling you this because you're my friend. My best friend. The only people who know about this are Aizawa-sensei and All Might." Y/N looks at me guiltily, as if she's committed multiple murders.
I give a small nod as she takes a deep breath. "Mmk. So in summary, my parents are villains. Well, I didn't know them well. I was four when I escaped from them. I booked it the minute I saw them beating a pro hero to death in the kitchen. When they saw I 'witnessed' it, they went to attack me. So, when I ran away, I was taken to an orphanage. I was legit there for..maybe two weeks or a month..
I was taken in by an old married couple. In their late 50's. They take care of me to his day. Oh and when school came around, let's just say, in elementary school and middle school, some would call me a dick head. I was an absolute prick. All those losers lunch money, belonged to me mwah hah hah! Then, I met a girl who was important to me. She changed me, but, then it became this huge mess when I accidentally confessed something to her when I shouldn't have. So, the last couple of years of middle school, she made hell for me. All because I faced my feelings. But, I'm okay and here I am now!"
She smiles with a proud expression. She then looks at me and her smile disappears in a split second. "Izuku, why are you crying?"
"I can tell you want to cry, Y/N. How did you keep that a secret? You've been through so much! A-And I'm also c-crying because it means a lot that, that you would tell me!" I smile with tears trickling down my face. She pulls me into another hug. "Why don't you cry for yourself?" I ask.
"Why would I? I'm not thaaaat important. Others matter more. Tears are reserved! Plus, I don't really pity myself. I don't have any PTSD like problems when I reminisce. It's just shit that happened, and if it didn't then I wouldn't be who I am now." She sighs and pats my head.
Wow. Y/n, you really are cool! I break apart from our hug and give her a small grin as I wipe my tears from my eyes.
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Y/N's phone beeps and she picks it up and looks at it.
She points her phone screen towards me. "Everyone's eating dinner at the cafeteria! Let's go eat together with everyone. Whaddaya say?"
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(update september 2: i cut open my foot with my toenail while getting into my bed its 1 am what did you do today🤪)
A/N i'm currently writing this it is august 11 at 1:58 am and idk when i'm posting this but,,,, HELP ME. what would jesus do.
(i'm sorry if i'm following a "cliché" w reader chan having a dark past. i just wanna give our gurl a little depth. don't worry she's not all angsty and what she said is supposed to show she's put her past behind her!!)
song recommendation: Mansions - Never Enuff
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