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Y/n's POV
Kaminari returned to our table with drinks and sat down. As he did, Deku walked into the bar with Shoto. They joined us after ordering chips for everyone to share.
"Hello Y/n, Denki." Shoto said politely.
"Heya Movie star." I said, elbowing him playfully.
"It's only my first time in a movie..." He said with a hint of blush.
We joked about Shoto's rising fame for a bit before Denki brought up work.
"What a fun day off you had, hey Deku?" Denki said then place can arm around my shoulders, "Unlike poor little Y/n here."
Deku looked over at me, "I'm sorry Y/n, I didn't think Jirou would call you up..."
"Yeah, well, now I have homework." I said and leaned my chin on my hand, "I mean, It's not gonna take me that long... But still!"
Denki snapped his fingers and pointed at Deku, "I have an amazing idea!"
"What are you up to this time..." I said with a sigh.
"Y/n, you should make Deku do the thing." Denki said.
"...Why?"
"Come on, please let him do it!" Denki said.
I took a sip of my drink, "Fine. I'll email you the details later Deku."
"Huh? Why do I have to do it now..." Deku complained and I poked my tongue out at him.
The next day, I woke up at 6 am and laid in bed for a bit. I got up and stretched my arms and back. My shoulder made a loud crack as I moved my arm back and I sighed. Some times I felt like I had the body of an elderly lady. I changed into exercise appropriate clothing and grabbed my earphones.
I went outside and looked up at the loudly sky.
"Hey, if it started raining right now, I wouldn't be able to go for a run." I said out loud to no one in particular, "Alright then, don't start raining while in halfway through my run."
My legs began to burn about 10 minutes away from home as usual. I felt a drop on my cheek and then my shoulder, and sighed. I had to stop and take a drink from my drink bottle as the rain picked up.
"For fucks sake..." I said leaning forwards with my hands on my knees.
A sleek red car pulled up next to my and rolled down the window. A familiar face pulled off a pair of sunglasses and pushed dark purple hair out of her face. I could see she was wearing a simple tank top with a band I recognised and ripped jeans.
"Y/n?" Kyoka said and I sighed.
"Hello." I said.
"Um, do you need a ride..?" She asked.
"I'm already drenched, and I don't wanna make your car-"
"Get in." Kyoka said and I heard the doors unlock.
I didn't want to refuse my boss, but I also didn't want to give up halfway through a run
I opened the back door and got into the nice car. There was a box full of CDs next to me, and Kyoka quickly leaned over the seat and closed the top of the box. My Iron Maiden t-shirt was drenched and stuck to my skin uncomfortably. I managed to get it off and wrapped it around my drink bottle then I put my seat belt on.
"Where's your house?" Kyoka asked, looking at me through the mirror.
"Oh, right, uh..." I told her the route to my house and she began driving, "Thanks for this."
"It's on my way." She said.
We sat in silence the whole ride. I kept peering over at the box next to me, and when I was about to ask about it, Kyoka pulled over.
"Thanks again." I said opening the door.
"...I'll see you on Monday." Kyoka said as I got out the car.
Kyoka's POV
'Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.' I drove away from Y/n's house and quickly looked at myself in the mirror.
'Why did she have to take off her shirt just leaving her in that sports bra!' I pulled my car over and rested my head on the wheel, covering my blushing face.
I hoped she hasn't seen my outfit, ripped jeans and an oversized t-shirt of a band I liked. It wouldn't be good if she had seen me in an outfit that wasn't something I'd wear at work. I put a CD into the car and calmed down to the music.
I quickly composed myself and continued driving. I stopped outside my friends house and opened my door. I got the box from the back and walked up to his door.
"OI! HANTA!" I yelled and kicked the door because my hands were full.
"Coming!" A voice said from inside then opened the door, "Ah, Kyoka! Come in, come in."
He opened the door wider for me and I walked into the untidy lounge.
"I can't imagine why Denki likes you. It's disgusting here." I said putting the box down on a coffee table.
Hanta shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe it's my good looks and winning personality."
I rolled my eyes and began unloading the CDs, checking everything was there. Hanta hadn't changed at all since high school.
"I don't understand what you need these old, scratched up CDs. They're pretty useless." I said standing up straight.
"A friend needs them for an art project." Hands said, "Are you sure it's okay for me to take 'em?"
"Yeah, I don't need them anymore." I said making my way to the front door, "Bye then."
"Wait, don't you want a drink or something?" Hanta asked, and I looked over my shoulder at him, "Denki will be back soon."
"Fine." I said and returned to the lounge.
Denki finally returned, telling to Hanta as soon as he was inside.
"Hanta, you're not gonna believe this, Y/n- Oh, hey Jirou." He interrupted himself as he walked into the lounge and saw me.
"What were you saying about Y/n?" I asked.
"Oh, she just texted me asking to tank you for dropping her home." He said and sat across from me, "Oh, these are her CDs right?"
"'Her'?" I repeated.
"You didn't say Hanta? They're for Y/n." Denki explained, "Anyway, how was the drive with Y/n? Did you guys talk at all?"
"Not really." I said then remembered the drive more thoroughly and blushed.
"Woah, are you... Blushing?" Hanta said with a wide grin.
"Shut up," I looked away from Hanta and mumbled, "...It's her fault I'm all embarrass anyway."
"Why? I don't think Y/n would flirt with you or anything like that."
"Of course she didn't!" I said, "All she did was take off her t-shirt, because she was soaked in rain."
"Oh, I see." Hanta said with a smirk.
"Oh, shut up."
"You really should've tried talking to her. I'm sure you guys would get along." Denki said.
I crossed my arms and slumped down.
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