Mr. Aizawa was very creative when it came to casting punishments, and they were nothing less but effective. His plan was to tie up his trespassing students to a tree and leave them there overnight. He would have stayed with them, and torment them a little, but nothing could come between him and sweet savory sensation of sleeping.

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"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Sero scolded, as he squirmed within his binds. "I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO COME!" Denki shot back, knowing very well he was lying. "Guys...this isn't as manly as I thought it was gonna be.." Kirishima sighed.

Seconds, felt like minutes, which felt like hours. "He wouldn't actually leave us here..would he?" Mina asked, even though she already knew the answer. "We could try to escape?" Denki suggested, starting to feel guilty for dragging his friends down along with him.

And just like that it was as if the four of them had gotten the same idea all at once. They all began to squirm underneath Mr. Aizawas scarf like binds, as if that would break them free. "This isn't working," Sero sighed resting his head back onto the tree, "It looks like we'll be spending the night." Mina and Kirishima both retreated in defeat, leaving Denki spazzing out next to them.

"Wha- c'mon guys, we can't give up now-" He said, not so soon after he had realized he was the only one left squirming. "We aren't getting anywhere," Mina whined, as the other two boys nodded in agreement.

Denki frowned and started to think. He's the reason why his friends are even here in the first place, so he's gonna be the one to get them out. "Guys, ive got an idea!"

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A night full of gossip and the spilling of secrets awaited the girls. Little did they know that their meaningless conversation would turn into a heated argument.

"Oh please- isn't obvious that Shoto is the most attractive member in our class?" Yaoyorozu stated, not bothering to use formalities when addressing him. The response shocked her, because she'd figured everyone was head over heels for him, just like she was.

"What's so great about him anyway?" Jiro asked, squinting her eyes in confusion. She just didn't get what the big deal was. Yes he's attractive, but she couldn't exactly wrap her head around the fact that everyone seemed to be obsessed with him. Maybe it was because boys didn't quite do it for her.

"Shoto may seem quiet and cold, but he's actually very kind, and he's full of surprises! We met through our families. At first he ignored me, but now I'd like to think that iv'e grown on him! To put my words into perspective, let's just say I'd do anything for him!" Yaoyorozu gushed, while her cheeks flushed to dark crimson.

"Wow..Shoto- you guys are already on a first name basis, that means you guys must be close!" Uraraka realized, feeling a ping of jealousy deep within her. She'd give anything to be that close with Midoriya, she'd even look past all the rumors, if it meant she have a chance with him.

"Of course we are-" The bashful girl said, pulling Uraraka from her thoughts, "We're dating after all, so enough with all the nonsense." In Yaoyorozu eyes, she was saying nothing but the cold hard truth. She genuinely believed that her and Shoto were soulmates, and had no problem announcing it to the world. No one was gonna get in her way, and that includes Izuku Midoriya.

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"Is there a reason you're calling me this late?" a voice slurred through the cell. "Now- I think it's time. I'll give you a name." Yaoyorozu whispered, trying not to wake her sleeping classmates. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. Not because she felt any remorse, or because she was afraid, but because she'd finally have Shoto all to herself. "Izuku Midoriya..his name is Izuku Midoriya."

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Denki Kaminari, was never known for being bright- or being very strong. In fact it was very common for him to be considered the dumb one, or the idiot. He didn't really pay it any mind, he knew he wasn't the brightest, but for what he lacked in brains he made up for it with his heart. "I'll get us out of here!" He announced, determination coursing through his veins. He opened his mouth wide, and began nibbling on the tight binds.

"Well i'm gonna try to get some sleep before Mr. Aizawa comes back and harasses us in the morning." Sero groaned, completely losing any faith that he'll see his own sleeping bag tonight. "You know what bro- I second that," Kirishima agreed, as he tried to drown out Denki's aggressive chewing. "You guys are a bunch of idiots," Mina whimpered, resting her head on Sero's shoulder. She was just imagining all the fun her girlfriends were probably having. Oh, how she wished this night was over. Denki ignored the negative vibes his friends were putting out, and got to work. He had somewhere he had to be after all.

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"Holy shit- I can't see anything-" Bakugou whispered under his breath, he figured everyone was asleep at this point. "That's because it's dark Kacchan." A quiet voice answer out of nowhere. "Why the hell are you still awake nerd?" Bakugou barked, a little too loudly. "I've been up for while-" Izuku hushed, as he shot up and placed a finger over his lips, hoping Bakugou could see him. "Why are you up Kacchan?" He then asked in return. "Im fucking thristy but I can't see a thing-" Katsuki complained, scruching up his face in annoyance.

He had been up for a few hours now. How could anyone sleep after the conversation he had with his classmates. Him, gay? Like hell he was. With shitty hair no less. It wasn't like he had anything against it. I mean, why the hell should he care what other people do, if it doesn't even involve him? What bothered him the most was now he was questioning himself, his own feelings, and why his heart was beating so fast?

"Hey- let's go get something to fucking drink, alright nerd?" He suggested, as he got up from the floor. "Ok kacchan," Izuku smiled, getting up as well and carefully following his childhood friend out of the room filled with his sleeping classmates.

The two awkward teenagers quietly slid the door shut and made their way down the dimly lit hall, in search for a water fountain or vending machine. It was quiet at first, but even though Bakugou would never admit it, he enjoyed the company, even if it was Deku. "Hey kacchan?" Midoriya mumbled, looking up at Bakugou. It wasn't until now that he had realized how grown up his childhood friend actually was.

His cute chubby face turned into a sharp jawline, his curious eyes were now a set of deep mysterious orange orbs, that could captivate any stranger, he had even grown way taller. But certain elements of the real katsuki Bakugou would never change, like his spiky, unkempt, ashy blonde hair for example.

"What do you want Deku?" Bakugou asked, not really showing any particular emotion, but then again it wasn't like he wore his feelings on his sleeve.

Izuku bit his lip nervously, he was about to say something that could change their whole friendship forever, if you could even consider what they had a friendship. "You umm-" he mumbled, not being able to find the right words. His palms began clam up, as he tried to form a sentence. "Umm-"

"What is it Ner-" Bakugou paused, keeping his eyes on the frightened boy in front of him. 'Why is he so nervous?' He asked himself. "Tell me." He finally said, trying a little too hard to seem softer than he was. Yes he hated Deku, at least, that's what he told himself, but he grew up with the kid, and if he was going to surpass him, he had to make sure his competition was at least in the running.

The sweaty boy took in a deep breath before shutting his eyes. "Alright- so you know about me and Shoto right?" He said, each word getting quieter and quieter. The silence soon began to suffocate him, he knew he shouldn't have said anything.

"Pft- you're not serious, are you? Was that what you were nervous about?" Bakugou chuckled quietly. He muffled himself with his hand to not bring attention to themselves. 'This idiot really thinks this'll change anything.' He thought, "Listen Deku, what you and that half n' half bastard do is none of my business. All that matters between you and I, is that I can kick your ass any day at anytime . Alright?" he grinned, ruffling Izukus hair as the walked past him.

A smile of relief sat on Izuku's face. "Thanks Kacchan-" he whispered, then quickly caught up with the taller boy, "Hey! You never got that drink of water!" He announced quietly. "Eh- i'm not thirsty anymore."