Fluff; MVFic (The plot of a music video)
My Hero Academia
Music Video: Fire by Sebastiano Serafini.
Highly recommend watching it because my writing is too crappy to actually understand.
*Midoriya is going to be an otaku in this; Kaminari, Kirishima, and Bakugou will act as bullies at first; Bakugou will be OOC.)
(1/19/18)

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Your POV

"Sigh, I hope they won't be here today," I sigh in exasperation as I drag my feet to my homeroom, the Class 1-A classroom. A (F/C) backpack was slung over my shoulder, almost the whole series of My Hero Academia (*breaks the fourth wall* What?) tucked sloppily in my arms, and a piece of toast clamped in my mouth. 

Every day since the semester started, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Bakugou tease me for being an otaku. They would snatch one of my manga while I read it, follow me around the halls, and more. 

I sigh once again and slide the door open. There were those three people I didn't want to see. Did I mention they sit very close to me? Like really close.  

There was only Midoriya. I really admire him not only for his heroism in the exam but for being an otaku! Midoriya and I are the only otakus in the grade, so it feels nice to have someone else who shares my interests.  

I see Midoriya sitting in the back seat where he usually sits, reading volume one of My Hero Academia (*breaks the fourth wall again* this isn't a problem, right?).  

I walk in cautiously and stop to stare at them. They turn their heads to me as well. I go about my day and sit at my desk.

I choose volume one as well in the collection of manga I brought. The trio became silent and I became uneasy. 

Kirishima snatches it out of my hands, and I couldn't hold it on tight enough to stop him from getting it. They laugh and Kaminari takes it from him. 

"How the heck do you even read this?" He asks sarcastically while holding it upside down. I turn around and glare at them. 

"Give it back!" I yell trying to reach for the volume back. They sneer and Bakugou takes it from Kaminari. He comes up to me and shows it to my face as if he saying 'go on and take it'. 

In my head, I kept on repeating my thoughts: 'It's a trap!'. I hesitantly reach out to it until he raises it up high to his head. Unfortunately, he was taller than me and I couldn't reach it. 

I jump up to try and retrieve it from him. I fail in doing so and grab all my stuff. I leave the room and run down the stairs. 

The bell rings and it was time for the next class. "Why wasn't Aizawa-Sensei here today?" I mumble and make my way to the next class. 

As I walk across the hallway, I see Bakugou and his annoying gang in my way to my next class. "Shoot, what do I do?" I mutter to myself and try to look for a means of escape. 

There I spot a girls' bathroom in their opposite direction. I scurry over there and tiptoe inside. I walk into a stall and wait for them to leave. 

I hear footsteps coming closer and then go farther away, away from the bathroom. I wait for a few minutes and peek my head out. 

"They're not here," I smile and go out. I do a few twists and turns, trying to get to my next class.

As I was there halfway, I hear footsteps behind me in almost perfect sync. I accelerate my pace as they do as well. I turn around to see 'them'. 

I snap. I throw one of my manga as hard as I can. He falls to the floor and dumb and dumber just stand there, processing what just happened. 

He holds his hand in pain. Oh no, did I throw it too hard? Is he going to have permanent damage? He looks up at me and then a faint blush seeps into his cheeks slowly. 

Weird. I leave but get the manga so I don't end up losing more manga. Yep, I didn't get my volume one back. 

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I head back to homeroom to wait for my dismissal. I come in and see so many...strange... things. Kirishima and Kaminari were robot dancing, there was a sketch of Bakugou and me with hearts surrounding us, and something that I would never even imagine.

Bakugou lying seductively across my table and the one next to it, holding a white rose. I give them a strange look but confront them nevertheless. 

"What are you guys doing?" I ask them as I try to absorb the fact over what was going on. They don't answer and continue on. Bakugou hands me the white rose. 

I stare at it, give them a look of disbelief, and go out the door. I go to the cafeteria, which . was open until the school closed. 

I was reading volume 2 of My Hero Academia (*completely demolishes the fourth wall* it is done) and sit to wait until the bell rings for us to leave this place. I was in a trancelike state. 

Someone grasps my cheeks and I look up in alarm to see Bakugou. Unable to say anything due to shock, he leans in closer. 

No way, is he going to...? A blush involuntarily creeps on my face. He comes closer and closer. 

I close my eyes in fear of what was going to happen. I don't want this to happen. Why can't this be Midoriya instead? Wait, I shouldn't be thinking like this! Pervy thoughts can't catch me!

I feel slightly chapped lips on mine and open my eyes. Once he lets go, I run as fast as I can away from him. 

I place my hand on my lips, trying to wipe off the feeling I had just received. Why would he even do that, we're enemies! 

He and his group chase me down. I dash even outside of the school. I give a quick glance behind my back and see that they weren't there. 

"Whew," I give out a sigh, "Thank go-!" My words were cut off short and I harshly bump into someone. 

We both fall back and I see Midoriya coming up from the bottom steps. I check to see who I bumped into. It was Bakugou, the one person I didn't want to see. 

He gets up and looks at me. 

"So, your answer?" He gets up and gives me a scowl. 

"(Y/N)!" Midoriya rushes over to my side, "Are you okay? Did you sprain something or form a bruise? Wait, was the impact that strong? But..." 

Midoriya goes into his muttering phase and I laugh. Bakugou obviously looks like he isn't enjoying. Midoriya stops and blushes a little. 

He offers a hand to me and I gladly accept it. Once I get up, I don't let go. Instead, I hold it tighter. 

"This, Bakugou," I raise my hand to show mine enjoined with Midoriya's, "Is my answer. I apologize." 

He gives off a look of rage and jealousy but lets it go. Midoriya's face was full of confusion and perplexion. He has a faint pink blush in the corners of his cheeks and stares at our hands fitting almost too well as if they meld together. 

I lead Izuku away to go to the back of the school. 

"Um, (Y/N)," his blush had spread to almost the whole area of his cheeks, "What happened with Kacchan? Why are we in the back of the building?"

I smile at him and decide it would be a great time to confess. 

"Well," I start to explain, "Bakugou forced a kiss on me and I ran away. I bumped into him, and that's when you come in. He asked me what my answer was to his kiss. I grabbed your hand and told Bakugou you, Midoriya Izuku, are my answer."

I take a deep breath and continue.

"Midoriya Izuku," I speak with much confidence evident in my voice, "I have always admired you, ever since we took the placement exam. Your courage, your personality, the way you act towards others, your love for anime, all of it! It made me fall hopelessly in love with you."

I let out a shaky breath as if to remove all the anxiety that was piling up. 

"Please accept my confession!" 

I bow in front of him and raise my head up to see his reaction. 

Remember how I said the blush was pink and only on his cheeks? Yeah, well, scratch that out. 

His whole face was crimson and there was a line of smoke coming up from the top of his head. Wait, did he blow a fuse? That's adorable!

He slides a hand to his lips and looks away from me. After a minute, his hand is slowly removed from his mouth. 

His lips open to let out what he had to say. 

"O-Of course, (Y-Y/N)!" He stutters and lets out a smile that could rival All Might's, "I have m-mutual feelings a-as well." 

I stand up straight up from my previous position and kiss his cheek. It was a little hot, but I enjoy it nevertheless. 

I move back and take my hand in his. Poor Izuku had no words or none could escape his mouth. 

"Well then, Izuku," I use his first name this time, "Can you walk me home?" 

He nods quickly and we walk at the same pace, hand in hand. 

"O-Oh, (Y/N)," he pulls his hand away from mine and goes to his backpack, "I managed to get this back for you." 

I look at what he just recently retrieved from his bag and it was my My Hero Academia (*no more wall to destroy) manga, volume one! I almost forgot about that!

"Thanks so much, Izuku,"I take it from him and hug it close to me. 

He laughs at my reaction and smiles. 

"S-So, what did you think?" he asks in interest, "About the series?" 

"It is amazing," I reply with excitement and start to give out a full review from beginning to end. 

He listens intently, adding his own comments every now and then. 

As he was adding his own opinion, I think back. If Izuku wasn't there for me, I'd probably in Bakugou's wrath. I shiver at the very thought. 

"Oh, are you cold?"

He notices my shiver and without any interjection from me, he takes off his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders. 

"W-What about you?" 

I ask and he seems fine. 

"I'm okay (Y/N)," he reassures me.

I trust him and we continue to talk about other anime series we've watched. I beam the whole way through. 

When we reach my house, I watch him leave the street. 

"Ha, my otaku savior."  

Word Count: 1774

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(A/N): I wrote this over three months ago as a draft. 

also, I might not be updating next week.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME!I have midterms next week and I do want to focus on my studies. Please understand and wish me luck.