(Izuku's P.O.V)

That night I couldn't help but lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. All that was on my mind was y/n. 'Everything she does makes my heart soar and makes me want to stop to see what she does or say next. Everything about her fascinates me. Why?' I bring my hand up to my chest and clutch onto my shirt. My heart felt like it had stopped beating when she kissed my cheek as I walked her home, but now that I'm at home and she's probably doing something else than thinking of me, my heart won't stop beating fast every time I think of her. This feeling is strange, and scary at the same time. What is this?

(Your P.O.V)

On Saturday, the girls came back to my place and All Might didn't mind going back to Aizawa's. We stocked up the my fridge, talked about our quirks, talked about boys, and partied the rest of the time to the radio Yaoyorozu gave me. Sunday, Aizawa and All Might helped me train with my quirk so they could see what else I could do with it. Then Monday came along. Principal Nezu called me to the office before school had started and handed me a briefcase.

"This is the finished product of your hero costume. Just in time for the USJ training. Wear it with pride and remember what you are here for." He smiled. I nodded, and thanked him. I'm really excited, I can't wait to see what it looks and feels like. With the drastic difference between the sketch Midnight did for me and what I drew, we both came to an agreement when putting both of our ideas together into one. So I was kind of nervous. Later on, we were all in the locker rooms getting dressed into our costumes. 

"So l/n, we haven't seen your hero costume yet, did you already had yours made?" Uraraka asked as she undressed with the others. 

"Yeah, I actually got mine just this morning. I haven't seen it yet so I'm still really nervous if it'll be too much." I set down my bag and briefcase.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Midnight tried to design my costume for me, and Principal Nezu and I gave it a hard no."

"What kind of design was it?" I grab three sheets of paper, unfolded the one with Midnight's name on it and hesitantly showed it to the other girls. When they all came to look they all blushed and laughed. 

"Now I see why you both said no!" Jiro laughed hysterically to the floor.

Yaoyorozu was fanning her red face. "Yeah, it is definitely a female hero costume code violation. That's for sure."

I continued undressing. "I know, but she saw what I was drawing and wasn't having it either, she wouldn't leave me alone about it."

Hagakure was completely undressed, so none of us could see her. "What did you draw?" I showed them the drawing with my name on it. 

Ashido hummed. "It's nice, but a bit bland, no offence though."

I huffed. "That's what Midnight said. So we both decided to work on the same drawing to come to a happy conclusion for us both." Before they even ask, I show them the last drawing.

"It's really small and hard to see." Tsu said trying to squint her eyes really hard. 

"Yeah, I don't know why we drew so small on this one. But when I'm done dressing, we'll all see the finished product together." I put away the papers and we all started to get into our costumes

(Time Skip)

"You don't need to be self conscious l/n! You look great! Stop hiding!" Ashido cheered beside me pulling my left arm down. The rest of the girls were in front of us.

"T-thank you, but it still feels a bit...revealing."

Tsu comes to my other side and pulls down my other arm, I can now no longer cover myself up. "It's not as revealing as you think it is. And besides, it's not as revealing as Yaoyorozu's costume."

The Vice President looked back at us embarrassed. "Y-yeah, but I have to have it like this because of my quirk. We all have to wear something that compliments and assists our quirks in some way." 

We made our way to the bus where Mr. Aizawa and the boys were waiting for us.

"About time! You guys took forever!" Kaminari whined. 

"Yeah, it's called being fashionably late, for your information!" Ashido growled at him and stuck her tongue out at him.

A shiny blonde kid that I hadn't really noticed up till now flashed a pose. "I completely understand." 

Iida made his crazy hand gestures at us. "You can't be fashionably late when it's a real mission!"

Sero shrugged rolling his eyes. "Dude, chill. We just got here too, and the bus hasn't even started yet, so technically the 'mission' hasn't even started yet."

I just barely heard Izuku's voice among the others. "U-uh, excuse me, but where is Y/n?" 

Uraraka cheered. "She's here!" The girls let go of my arms and they all separated, giving my green haired crush full view of me in my costume. 

His eyes widened and that familiar red blush rushed to his face again. I noticed his body stood stiff, and it looked like he wasn't breathing. He stopped moving all together. 

I lean slightly towards Uraraka and whispered, "Do you think he's okay?"

She shoved me forward a little with a smile. "I don't know, go check up on him just in case though!" She whisper-shouted in excitement. 

I walked over to him, ignoring the other cat-calls from some of the guys in the class.

(Narrator's P.O.V)

"Hey Izuku." She smiles, but he didn't respond. "Izuku?" He still did nothing. His face began to turn blue. "Izuku, breath." Y/n waves her hand in front of his face and pat his chest. Kaminari comes up from behind him and shocks him in the back with his finger, zapping him back to life and taking a deep breath. He chokes when he takes in too much air all at once, and bends down a bit to take a break as she pats his back. "Izuku, are you okay? You were paralyzed for a moment."

He straightened up. "Y-yes! I'm fine, thank you! B-but, your c-costume. It looks...."

Y/n sighed looking to the ground. "It's too much isn't it?"

He shakes his head vigorously and suddenly takes her hand. "No! That's not it. You look great in it. Really." His looked at her with full sincerity. His whole demeanor changed, when they were suddenly closer than before. The air around him was calm as he gave off a certain deep feeling that she couldn't quite put my finger on, but it was very enticing to her.

"All right, the bus is ready, everybody get on." Mr. Aizawa said, waiting for them all. 

Y/n tugs on the blushing boy's hand towards the bus. "Sit with me?"

He could feel his heart start to pound and his legs wanting to give way, but bucks up. "Y-yeah of course."

"Good," her smile calms everything within him. "I want to tell you about this American movie I saw over the weekend. The story is beautiful and I can't stop listening to the soundtrack."