Your room was quiet. The kind of quiet that felt like a held breath, the afternoon sun slanting through the window in long golden bands. You were sprawled across your bed, scrolling through your phone, half-watching a video you'd already seen twice.
Then your phone buzzed.
Then again.
And again.
And again.
????
Alright boys, emergency meeting. Who's everyone's type in the class rn?
The notification banner flashed across your screen. 3-A BOYS ONLY. Momo added you to the group chat.
You blinked.
Kaminari Denki
Yo, finally. This is what we should've done ages ago.
Sero Hanta
Do we even need to ask? It's obviously Yaomomo. C'mon.
Kirishima Eijirou
Dude, she's not the only girl in class.
Kaminari Denki
She's the hottest, though, let's be real.
Kirishima Eijirou
inner monologue: I mean yeah, she's like a model or something, but come on. It's not like I don't see it. It's just—there's someone else. There's always been someone else.
Kaminari Denki
inner monologue: Yes, yes, I said it out loud. Sue me. Momo's tall, rich, beautiful, and she doesn't think I'm a total idiot. ...okay she does, but still.
Todoroki Shouto
Isn't this a bit juvenile?
The messages kept rolling in. You should've left. You really, really should've left the chat. Screenshot it, send it to the girls, laugh about how dumb the boys were. That was the logical thing to do.
But your thumb hovered over the screen, and you didn't. Because then—
Kaminari Denki
What about you, Todoroki? You got a type?
Todoroki Shouto
...I don't see how this is anyone's business.
Bakugou Katsuki
Tch. Like any of you idiots even matter. Why the hell are you asking when none of you could pull anyone anyway.
Kirishima Eijirou
Says the guy who's never even talked to a girl he wasn't forced to interact with.
Bakugou Katsuki
Shut the hell up, Shitty Hair.
inner monologue: ...As if. Like I'd ever—like anyone in this class could even catch my attention. ...except maybe—. No. Shut up. Shut up.
Kaminari Denki
C'mon, man. Everyone's got someone. Even you.
Bakugou Katsuki
Yeah? What about you, Dunce Face? You gonna say Momo too, like a damn copycat?
Kaminari Denki
I mean—okay, fine. Maybe not. There's this one girl, actually.
Kirishima Eijirou
Oh? Oh???
Sero Hanta
Spill.
Kaminari Denki
inner monologue: God, I can't actually say this. They'll never let me live it down. But it's not like they'll ever know who I'm talking about. ...Right?
Y/n. Okay? I think Y/n's cute.
The room went quiet.
For a long, long moment, no one sent anything.
Your phone sat in your hand like it had turned to stone.
Then—
Todoroki Shouto
Huh.
Kirishima Eijirou
Wait. Wait wait wait.
Sero Hanta
Dude.
Kaminari Denki
What?! You asked! I answered!
Kirishima Eijirou
No, but—Y/n? Really?
Kaminari Denki
inner monologue: Oh god, why did I say that. Why did I say that. It's true, but why did I SAY that.
Todoroki Shouto
inner monologue: Y/n. He said Y/n. ...I wasn't going to say anything. I wasn't going to participate in this at all. But he said Y/n.
I understand, actually.
Kaminari Denki
Wha—you DO?
Todoroki Shouto
Y/n has a certain quality to them. It's hard to articulate.
Kirishima Eijirou
inner monologue: Okay, two of them now. Two of them. This is either the worst timing in the world or the best. ...I can't. I can't say anything. But I get it. I really, really get it.
Bakugou Katsuki
Are you all out of your damn minds?!
Your face was burning. You hadn't moved. You were still holding your phone, staring at the screen as the notifications kept pouring in, and you knew—you knew you should leave.
But you didn't.