More Iida was requested, and I'm glad there's a lot of love in the fandom for this huge dork. I recently cut my really long hair into a short bob and I'm loving it! So, for this oneshot the reader will get a haircut and wonders if a certain someone will notice ^_^ Enjoy!

You had read somewhere that a haircut could change your life, and even though you doubted that, you still desperately needed one. But that didn't mean you weren't excited about a little change. What would you look like with really short hair? Bangs are still very much in style right? What about a messy style, like some chic French woman!

"Ah I just don't know...there are too many options!" you cried out, as you looked up another potential hairstyle.

I wonder what kind of hair Iida likes on someone...probably something angular...just like his cute glasses!

"I can't pull of something like that..." you remarked to yourself when you saw the models on the internet with incredibly straight hair, no flyways in sight. "I guess I'll just go with the messy look...it'll look messy anyway."

A few days later you went to the hairdresser and made the big chop. Your hair hit the ground beneath you with a flop and you knew there was no going back from that.

"Haha...maybe I-I should've just gone with a trim." you muttered to the stylist. She chuckled lightly and began gently combing your hair so it was even all over.

"I think it's a little late for that honey."

...

"Oh y/n! You look so cute! Your hair's so floofy!" Uraraka commented, her big brown eyes shining brightly as she took in your new look.

"Aw thanks...I was hoping it would be fluffy."

"Mission accomplished then!"

You smiled at her, before Yaoyorozu and Ashido both gasped aloud behind you. "Wow y/n, you look great. It's making me want to cut my hair." Yaoyorozu said, running her fingers through her long ponytail.

"You'd look way better than me Yaoyorozu." you replied with a smile. "I'm glad you all like it."

"It really suits you y/n!" Ashido said before walking over to her desk. You couldn't help but blush at all of their kind words, but you still wondered what a certain blue haired by thought about your new haircut.

"Who the hell are you?" Bakugou asked you with a scowl when he plopped down in his desk next to you. His red eyes narrowed as if he was actually confused about the answer.

"It's me...y/n. We've been sitting next to each other this entire year!"

"Holy shit...what the hell...whatever!"

Oh my god...does he only recognize people by what they look like!?

The rest of the day went by smoothly but to your disappointment Iida didn't seem to look your way once. But he could just be oblivious to your obvious change...he could be extremely dense without even trying. So you decided to walk by him a few times when class was over, in the hopes that maybe he would compliment you. 

Everyone else had left the room, but Iida was too busy writing something down in his notebook to even look at you!

I guess I have to be really upfront with him, you thought as you tried to muster up some courage to him.

"H-Hey Iida...what's up?"

"Hello y/n. How are you faring this fine day?" he replied awkwardly. He kept his eyes on his notebook which you thought was strange. "I'm doing fine!"

"Ah that's good...I'm faring well...as well?"

"Good!" he said, his dark blue eyes still trained on his notebook as he made a few harsh movements with his pen. His arm was covering the front of it so you couldn't quite see what he was doing but he seemed to be extremely focused.

Your curiosity was peaked. "Iida...what are you doing?"

"I am drawing a picture...for you. I-I noticed your haircut this morning but I didn't get a chance to...compliment you. But I'm really good at drawing."

Aaaah! So he did notice!

A few seconds went by before Iida held up his drawing for you to see. It was a bust of you smiling radiantly, your hair filled in with proper shading and details. Tiny lines filled in the background like a splash of fireworks, and you were surprised by how much it really looked like you. You kept staring at it and found yourself not being able to look away!

"Iida...that's really good!" you said finally, and he smiled brightly at you.

"You think so? I-I don't think I quite captured your beauty that well though...I-I mean...!"

"M-My beauty?" you said, already feeling your cheeks begin to burn with embarrassment. "I-I think you did a fine job. There's not much to capture anyway! Haha!"

I better self-deprecate myself before things get out of hand!

"That's not true y/n!" Iida immediately said, his eyes wide with indignation. "One drawing can't do you justice, that is for sure. I-I think you're really...really beautiful." His voice quieted down, as a deep blush settled on his face.

You stood there awkwardly, at a complete loss for words. You were sure that he hadn't even noticed you and now he was sitting there defending you and telling you how beautiful you are. Your heart raced. How could one person have such an effect on you?

Without thinking you leaned over and placed a quick kiss on the side of his face, your nose bumping the side of his glasses. You pulled away and muttered a quick thank you to him.

"Y/n...i-is the drawing that good?" he asked you, waving his hands around slower than his usual jerky movements. You smiled widely at him, painfully aware of the lack of distance between your two faces.

"Yes it is. It really is."

After that you never really worried about Iida noticing you or not. He always did.