A week had passed and a few major things had changed.

The first thing that had changed was that everyone was now aware that (Y/n) and Shouto were broken up, something that had come as a shock to everyone in class. The news also spread like wildfire to the other classes because unfortunately, some people couldn't keep their mouths shut. But that didn't bother the two. In fact, they were perfectly fine with it as long as no one asked them questions or expressed their sympathy. Either way, they were just fine. Shouto and (Y/n) still weren't talking but it was a comfortable silence, so no one was really complaining.

The second thing that had changed was Katsuki's relation towards (Y/n). Since the girl had 'moved out' of her former table, he had welcomed her to his, which consisted of Kirishima, Kaminari, Mina and Sero. Katsuki always made her sit next to him, in between him and Mina so that she wouldn't feel left out by sitting at the edge. But that wasn't the only reason he sat her there. Even though his table mostly consisted of boys, he didn't want her anywhere near them and would rather have her next to a girl.

During these passing days, his possessive side was slowly beginning to show. During meal time, whenever (Y/n) talked to one of the guys, Katsuki would always drape his arm on the back of her chair, a silent and deadly 'This is my fucking girl, look at her wrong and you're fucking dead!' to any of the guys who decided to lose some brain cells and hit on her.

Of course, none of them tried anything much to his satisfaction. But this message wasn't only directed to them but to every guy in school who thought they had a chance with her. If (Y/n) was able to get a guy like Katsuki to have a crush on her, it wouldn't be a surprise if there was a whole horde of guys waiting for her and Shouto to break up. So Katsuki, being the quick thinking person he is, was making sure to properly mark his territory beforehand. And this was made even easier with the fact that Shouto wasn't around to say anything about it.

Katsuki was getting comfortable in his relationship with (Y/n). Since he was assured that he had now earned a permanent, indisputable spot in her life, he had nothing to worry about. The only thing he was working on now was finally earning the long-coveted title of 'The Boyfriend', and something told him it wasn't too far from his grasp.

The third thing that had changed was (Y/n)'s behavior. Usually, (Y/n) is known as the cheerful, sometimes loud, positive but with a hidden temper girl. But lately, she had grown to be an even more outspoken girl, ever seen laughing with her new group of friends at her new table. When she was with Shouto, she didn't talk as much since his nature was the silent and aloof type, sometimes even making the girl feel like a big mouth whenever she got into her crazy antics. Not that she ever mentioned that to him. But now, she felt freer and didn't care whether the whole cafeteria heard her laughs.

And she loved every moment of it.

Another thing was that she and Katsuki hadn't yet to train due to various reasons. She still had to make changes to her Quirk registration in City Hall, which wasn't easy as she first needed a signed letter from Recovery Girl and her homeroom teacher. During the almost finished week, it was a miracle that she managed to skip all the special physical tests and combat trainings. But it was all to be settled soon since at the moment, she was entering City Hall with Katsuki. The day's classes had ended already and they had headed there immediately after school.

(Y/n) stood at the reception, anxiously bouncing on the balls of her feet as she waited for the receptionist to finish whatever she was doing on her computer.

"(F/n) (L/n), right? Registered under...a Lava Quirk," the woman spoke, her green eyes scrolling down the computer's screen. Her eyes went to the girl. "Is that correct?"

"Yes," the girl nodded.

"So, you say that there are some changes to your Quirk?" the woman asked as she typed some information into her computer. "Major or minor?"

"Um, major."

The woman hummed as she moved her mouse to click on something. "Okay, I will need the required documents and I'll forward them to the office."

(Y/n) nodded and handed over the documents.

The receptionist took them and quickly perused through them. She then looked up from the file and smiled at the girl. "Everything's good now. Won't be long now, just a few days and you'll receive a call. Is there anything else? Costume changes?"

(Y/n) shook her head. "No, my costume is just fine."

"Okay then," the receptionist nodded as she placed the file on the in stack. She gave the girl another kind smile. "I hope you have a good day. Thank you for your cooperation."

The girl returned the smile. "Okay, thanks and you too."

(Y/n) turned back to Katsuki who was sulking in one of the waiting chairs after the girl had scolded him on going off on the receptionist. (Y/n) grabbed her bag from the empty chair beside him and flashed him a smile.

"Let's go you big baby. We still have training to do."

Katsuki's eyebrow twitched as he prepared himself to shout at her but remembered that he was in City Hall and he'd get them thrown out. He resorted to simply clicking his tongue and getting up to follow the smirking girl out of the building.

***

(Y/n) followed Katsuki into the small forest that stood at the outskirts of the city, the girl taking in the surroundings of where the ash-blond always trains. (Y/n) had changed into her hero costume in case she was going to use her Quirk and Katsuki opted to wear his P.E uniform.

She stopped at a clearing, where some destroyed trees were laid waste, a visible evidence of Katsuki's handiwork.

"Is this where we're training?" she asked the boy while looking around at the clearing. "Somewhere secluded so you can bully me without any reachable help nearby?"

"Not here you fuckhead," he grumbled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards another more grassy, clearing nearby.

(Y/n) stared at the back of his her for a moment before her gaze fell on the hand holding her wrist.

"Katsuki."

"Fuck you want."

"Do you know your hands are extra sweaty today? I mean they're always sometimes sweaty it's just that I ignore them and got used to it...is it why you use strong cologne to mask the burnt sugar smell? I mean, I get why you don't want to smell like some crème brûlée and I don't have no complaints about your perfume since it smells so go-"

The girl stopped talking when she noticed Katsuki's death glare on her. Crow's feet radiated from the corner of his eyes, a visible throbbing vein on his forehead as he bared his teeth at her.

(Y/n) smiled nervously, her eyes darting over her shoulder before her face lit up.

"Oh look! There it is!" she exclaimed and dashed past the seething male towards the small clearing. It was surrounded by trees in all directions, the high canopies forming a large shade under them. Some sunlight penetrated through the leafy spaces so it wasn't completely dark but not too bright.

"Not bad," (Y/n) mused, placing her hands on her waist as she looked up at the high trees. The sound of a bag being dropped on the ground made her look towards the ash-blond.

"So what are we starting with?" she inquired, already pumped up to begin. "Quirk apprehension? Running on trees? Should I activate my Quirk?"

Katsuki scoffed and shoved his hands in his pockets, an evil smirk playing on his lips. "No. You're starting with press ups. Now drop and give me two hundred."

(Y/n)'s determined smile fell, replacing it with a paled expression. "Wait! T-two hundred?!! I can't make it that far!! Shouldn't I begin with something like jogs?!"

Katsuki's smirk twisted into a sneer. "And do I look like I give a shit?!! I fucking don't!! Now drop!!!"

"But-!"

"GET DOWN NOW!!!"

"Okay! Okay! Sheesh!" (Y/n) took a step back at his harsh tone as she pouted angrily at the male. She huffed in rout and dropped on her knees, getting to a push up position.

How do I do this? Jeez why do I always ask him for help? Correction, why don't I always object when he forces me to accept his help?

(Y/n) inhaled sharply as she prepared herself to push up. But when she was beginning to do so, a heavy load was placed on the center of her back, pushing her back down. She looked over her shoulder at the male who was staring down at her in nonchalance, hands still in his pockets with one foot stepping on the girl's back.

"Uh...Katsuki...what are you doing?" she asked, puffing out air from the heavy weight of his leg.

"Push up," he ordered, making her knit her eyebrows at the ridiculous command.

"What the- I can't do that WITH YOUR FUCKING FOOT ON MY BACK!!!" she snapped, her arms already trembling from supporting both hers and half of Katsuki's weight.

"Push up you idiot!!!"

(Y/n) let out a groan, facing back down and tried pushing up but the crushing weight was too much for her. She didn't even make a full press up. She was already panting, sweat forming on her forehead and upper lip.

"I-I can't!!" she heaved out. "You're too fucking fat!! Get off me!!

"Not until you reach fucking two hundred!!!" Katsuki barked, secretly enjoying the torture he was putting her through even though his expression said otherwise.

"This is basic training for fuck's sake, not the military!!!" the girl choked out, fatigue threatening her arms to collapse from under her.

"My training, my fucking rules!! Now push the fuck up or I stand on top of you!!!" the male threatened, making the girl gasp as he seemed to pull through with it if she didn't push up.

"Okay!" she said through gritted teeth and slowly began to push up, "Fucking...tyrannical ass...fucking hate you!!"

"HAAH?!!!" Katsuki exclaimed, adding even more pressure on his foot and pushing her down. "WHAT'D YOU SAY?!!"

"I'M SORRY!!! AHHH-FUCK!!I SAID I LOVE YOU!!"

Her words took him by surprise, his eyes widening as he froze in place. His whole face erupted into a blush but his raging mind and heart was settled (with disappointment) when he reminded himself that she had only said that out of compulsion and didn't mean it. But that didn't stop his blush though.

"J-Just shut up and stop talking! You're wasting your fucking breath!!!"

(Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows, his stutter not going unnoticed by her. She looked over to his side, an eyebrow arched. "Katsuki...did you just stu-aaah!! What are you-?!!"

"Don't look at me until you're fucking done!!!" the boy cut her off by adding more weight on her, choosing to distract her so that she wouldn't see his red face.

"Okay!! Arggh!! Fine!! I won't!!!"
***

(Y/n) lay on the ground, her lidded eyes staring at the far away canopy of leaves as she panted heavily. She had only managed a hundred and at the moment she felt like her arms could fall off. She felt her heartbeat pound heavily on her forehead, her face completely flushed with over exertion.

The familiar, grouchy face of Katsuki invaded her line of vision and she lazily looked back at him.

"Get the fuck up, we still got more to do," he said, nudging her side with his shoe.

"Ugh. Leave me to die.." (Y/n) groaned and turned to her side, her back now facing the boy.

Katsuki clicked his tongue at her defiance and bent down, roughly grabbing her arm and pulling her up to stand. (Y/n) let out a squeal at the violent action, her feet not ready yet to support her. Luckily for her, the ash-blond had a steady hold on her, now holding both arms as he waited for her to gain stability.

When she was finally able to stand on her own, he let her go and returned his hands back into his pockets.

"We don't have any fucking time to waste!! We still have more to cover!" he said, turning around and walking away.

"Wait!"

The boy stopped immediately and looked over his shoulder at the girl. "What."

(Y/n) took in a deep breath before she continued. "This is not really working out. Why can't we try something else?"

Her words got his full attention and he turned around to fully face her, signifying her to continue.

"Can't we spar? It's more like exercise...only more painful but exciting," she suggested, a strained smile on her lips in hopes that he'd agree.

Katsuki simply stared at her before he scoffed in amusement. "You want to spar with me?"

Oh dear Lord, I've awoken the extra-nasty, douche called competitive Katsuki 2.0. "Yeah," she nodded firmly, her confidence never wavering even when a malicious shit-eating grin formed on Katsuki's face.

"Alright, fine," he snickered, zipping open his school P.E jacket to reveal the black vest underneath and began shrugging the jacket off.

(Y/n) exhaled upon seeing this and began rolling her shoulders. From the thick tension that had draped over them, she could tell things were about to get serious.

Katsuki got into an attacking stance, a dangerous aura emitting from his very form.

(Y/n) swallowed and got into her own attacking stance.

Katsuki then suddenly let out a loud roar as he bolted towards her, his hands tightening into fists. He landed a right swing towards her, which she ducked but she didn't have enough time to counter-attack when Katsuki raised his knee, almost clocking her one if she hadn't jumped back in time.

Katsuki gritted his teeth at her dodge and continued trying to land a punch on her, with her dodging. Mentally, he admitted he'd rather fight with Quirks but since she'd be at a disadvantage, he brushed away those thoughts and focused on pushing her back instead and tiring her out. She hadn't yet gotten a good grip on her Quirk so he was actually doing her a favor.

Whatever he was doing was working as (Y/n) had begun panting heavily already, with Katsuki forcing her to the defensive. As she continued dodging his hits, something felt oddly familiar to her with his attacks. Suddenly, she remembered the day of the festival and her fight with Katsuki. She recalled how he had subtly held back on her and how angry she became after realizing that.

Is he still underestimating me?!! A scowl appeared on her face as she bent backward to avoid a kick to the face. And he has the nerve to get angry when he's underestimated?!! I'm gonna fucking kill him!!

"Fucking shit!!!" she cried in rage, crossing her arms over her face so that Katsuki'd land a hit on her arms. He was taken by surprise but it was too late since he had already hit her arm. The girl acted fast, uncrossing her arms and grabbing one of his arms.

The boy's eyes widened when she turned around, pulling his arm and throwing him over her shoulder onto the grassy, hard ground. The boy let out a choked sound when all wind was knocked out of him at the hard landing. He groaned, disoriented, and opened his eyes to see (Y/n) looming over him while glaring at him.

"Remember that move you piece of shit?!!" she snapped as she pointed at him.

Katsuki gave out a low growl and wasted no time in grabbing her ankle. He tugged hard, pulling her down to the ground with a shriek. The girl was too caught up in her anger to even notice that she was within reach of him, making it her downfall, literally.

Katsuki quickly chambered on top of her, straddling her with his hands pinning her wrists down on either side of her head.

The ash-blond curled up his lip in a sneer and brought his face nearer to hers to rub it in her face.

"Remember this move, you piece of shit?!!"

(Y/n)'s eyes widened for a while before it was replaced back by anger. "No. But do you remember this one?"

"Huh?" Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows at her words, puzzled at what other move came next but was answered when the girl had head-butted him, making him pull away with a loud curse and loosen his hold on her wrists. (Y/n) yanked her hands from his hands and landed a hand punch on him, Katsuki falling off her to the ground.

The girl stumbled up back to her feet, her vision split into two from the hard head-butting she attempted earlier. Her head hurt like crazy but she tried to ignore it since Katsuki was now getting on his feet.

"Dammit!" he cursed, wiping off the trail of blood coming out of his split lip. "I'm...gonna kill you, fucking bitch!!!"

"You deserve it, stupid head," (Y/n) spat, her vision finally coming into focus and she got into a defensive stance.

Katsuki growled, taking off towards her with a murderous glint in his mad eyes. He landed punch after punch, not giving her enough time to dodge but she did. If he had attacked her like this back at the festival, she'd have taken every hit. But she was now more fast and precise. The same girl back at the festival was different from the one now.

The girl tried to think fast, coming up with a way to escape her predicament and force Katsuki into the defensive. (Y/n) looked for an opening and timed it right when he'd swing right, then she'd slide down to his left.

When he swung right, the girl slid to his left, falling on all fours to do a front roll and landing behind Katsuki. The boy swiveled around to attack the girl but was given quite a surprise when she delivered a roundhouse kick to his chest, pushing him back.

Katsuki grunted at the pain emanating from his bruised chest, a loud curse escaping his lips as he glared back at the smug girl.

From the way she was hitting him, she was encouraging him to go all out on her and at that moment, all his buttons were pushed. He was done playing the "nice guy with a crush". He now meant business.

His scowl morphed into a ruthless smirk as he glared down at the girl, his chest rising up and down rapidly from his pants.

"You seriously don't know when to stop, do you?" he snarled in a low voice, clenching his fists so hard his healed up knuckles turned white.

"Maybe when you finally start taking me seriously, yeah," (Y/n) growled, her voice matching his in intensity as she too had her hands balled up.

Her words lit a fuse in him and he got even angrier.

"Fine then! Let's fucking see if you'll still be able to talk shit once I'm done with you!!!"

And with that he charged, right arm swung back. (Y/n) also charged towards him, prepared to meet him head on and finally wipe that smirk off his face.

***

Katsuki and (Y/n) stood a few meters away from each other, both looking like crap after their eighth rematch. Katsuki wiped some blood coming out of his nose, his raging glare burning the ground at having failed to completely annihilate (Y/n).

(Y/n), on the other hand, felt like she could throw up. She was hunched over, hands on her knees as she tried to regain her breath. She had received a hard punch from Katsuki earlier on to her gut and she swore she felt her spleen burst.

"...You're good..."

"Huh?" the girl voiced between pants, looking up at the boy who was keeping his gaze turned away from her in embarrassment. "Come again?"

"I said you're good," he repeated in a slightly louder voice this time.

Surprise took over (Y/n)'s features and she straightened up. "Was that a compliment? From you?"

Katsuki clicked his tongue, his face red as he attempted to regain back his wounded ego. "I said you're good but not that good! I'm still better than you!!"

Oi...(Y/n) gave him a wry look.

"Well at least that's better than nothing," she murmured, a faint smile playing on her slightly chapped lips as her heart swelled in pride.

The boy scoffed, trying to avoid eye contact with her. He still couldn't believe that she was still standing even after he went all out on her. That fact alone stirred something within him. And if it wasn't admiration and pride, he didn't know what it was.

"Come on, we still have to test your fucking Quirk," he muttered, earning a funny look from (Y/n).

"You want me to test my Quirk now?" she asked in disbelief. "I don't even think I can move from this spot without having a sudden concussion...if that's even possible."

"Do you think you're always going to be in fucking good shape every time you use your Quirk? What if you're fighting a fucking villain, huh?! You're gonna tell him to give you a fucking break?!"

Good point...

The (h/c)-haired girl's face softened at the truth in his words, whining inaudibly at the fatigue nipping at her muscles.

"Fine," she sighed. "What do you want me to do?"

"Activate it to 100%," he said without hesitation.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened. "100%? Why not 5% now? I haven't reached 100% yet!"

"Raise those eyebrows any higher and you're gonna lose 'em."

(Y/n)'s face morphed into a weary one, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She really craved for sleep. The sooner she was done, the earlier she'd get to her bed.

"Fine, I'll do it. Just...stand back," she told the male. Katsuki responded by shoving his hands in his pockets, not even moving a single inch back.

"Okay, fry for all I care," (Y/n) muttered under her breath before taking a deep breath.

Just let it all out....just let it all out...(Y/n) chanted in her mind, tightening her hands into fists as she took another deep breath. She had gained control over activating her power but she had never gone until 100%, which made the girl's skin crawl with anxiety and excitement.

Okay, this is it...Now!!....

The girl tightly shut her (e/c) eyes, expelling all the power she had in her body. She slowly opened her eyes, which widened upon seeing her new state. Her whole body was completely black, glowing cracks drawn all over it. But this time, the black color was also beginning to glow, gaining a reddish hue. Fire licked her skin, dancing widely on top of it.

(Y/n) felt awed by this, bringing one of her hands to her face. Molten lava leaked from her palm, brimming hot and ready to engulf anything in its path. Steam and smoke rose up from her skin. She almost resembled the inside of a volcano, her skin now overheated to a reddish-orange color instead of the usual black.

She looked up at Katsuki who was observing her Quirk's fullest, an impressed ghost of a smirk on his lips. Sure, the temperature had risen to the extremes but it was nothing he couldn't handle. His eyes met the blood-red ones of (Y/n) and she let out a happy squeal.

"This is so cool!!" she chirped, her adrenaline and excitement making her temporarily forget her extreme exhaustion. As she continued to inspect her arms, she noticed that they were going back to their original black color, a sign that it was time to go back to normal.

When she had finally extinguished all the flames and her skin color returned back to normal. Smoke still surrounded her body but it was slowly being wafted away by the wind.

"So?" she began, arms splayed out on both sides as she awaited Katsuki's compliment. "What do you think?"

"Yeah it was-" he stopped, his eyes growing wide as saucers as he stared dumbfoundedly at her.

The smoke had now cleared and both teenagers could see each other clearly. (Y/n) saw his expression and furrowed her eyebrows at him, arms slowly falling back to her sides.

"What?" she asked, still not understanding why he was staring at her. That was until she noticed that he wasn't staring at her face. The girl curiously looked down at herself.

A piercing scream cut through the whole forest.

Her hands flew down to cover her completely exposed chest, slouching over to cover other parts that her hands couldn't reach. The girl looked up and noticed that Katsuki was still staring at her in his frozen state. Her whole face and body lit up in shame and embarrassment at his unwavering stare.

"STOP LOOKING AT ME!!" she shrilled, her piercing voice jolting the male back to reality and he quickly turned to the side, his whole face boiling hot and beet root red.

"W-WELL THEN STOP EXPOSING YOUR FUCKING SELF!!!" he yelled, cursing himself inwardly for stammering.

(Y/n) gasped. "THIS IS NOT MY FAULT!! HOW DID YOU EXPECT ME TO KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN TO MY COSTUME?!!"

Katsuki remained silent, swallowing hard as he desperately tried to remove the image of her naked body from his mind but it was pointless. It was now imprinted in his brain, currently dancing in front of his very eyes. A whimper from (Y/n) made him come to his senses and he quickly took off his vest. He stretched his hand out for her to take it and she did.

(Y/n) covered her front with the vest, her wide eyes on Katsuki. "T-t-turn around!"

The boy did as he was told, his back now turned to her. The (h/c)-haired girl fumbled with the black cloth, her shaky hands causing her to almost drop it. She finally got it over herself, the hem of vest ending mid-thigh. Even though she was covered, she still felt exposed.

The neckline didn't manage to fully cover her cleavage and the sides of her breasts were visible. Her underwear was also burnt off, the evening cool breeze blowing in places it shouldn't be felt.

And it didn't help that Katsuki was with her. From his expression, she interpreted that he must've been completely disturbed by the whole situation. He couldn't even look her in the eye anymore.

(Y/n) wrapped her arms around herself to feel safer and mentally prepared herself to inform Katsuki that she was finished.

"I-I'm done."

The boy took longer than she expected to turn around, and when he did, he kept his gaze on the floor. Only once did he sneak a once over at the girl now wearing his vest. And seeing her wearing his vest when being completely naked underneath pushed him one step closer to totally losing his mind.

She had no idea how hard he was fighting to restrain himself from thinking about her naked body. Getting a hard-on was completely out of the question and it would only creep her out.

Katsuki bit his cut lower lip, drawing even more blood from it as he struggled with his inner demons. Even though she was bruised from the fight they had had, in his eyes, she still looked perfect. And it was driving him crazy.

The only thing that was separating him from fulfilling his teenage fantasies and being an indefinite asshole was his flimsy vest. A vest he could easily tear apart with his bare hands and proceed to pin her down to have his way with her. And a bonus was that no one was around to stop him. It was all too perfect for his selfish thoughts.

But then again, doing that too was also out of the question. He'd never allow himself to get that far.

"Katsuki?"

Said boy inwardly cursed at her unusually meek and vulnerable voice, already starting to imagine how it'd sound while moaning his name. He quickly pushed the lewd thoughts to the back of his mind the minute he felt a tightening in his pants. He shifted the hands in his pockets, raising his pants higher so that it'd conceal his growing problem. He was so lucky she didn't have a mind reading Quirk.

"What," he blurted out, desperate to get as far away from her as possible before his hormones ruined everything for him.

"C-can...can we go home?" (Y/n) asked, already feeling embarrassed beyond repair. She just wanted to bury her head in a ditch and never come out.

"...Fine."

***

(Y/n) walked back to where Katsuki was waiting for her, outside her house. She was fully clothed but not yet fully recovered from the embarrassment. The journey back home was one to be unspoken off, with both teenagers sneaking around for her sake, since Katsuki had simply worn his P.E jacket.

When she approached Katsuki, her heart rate spiked up, her mind recalling back on how he was staring at her. Cue extreme blushing.

The more she closed the distance between them, the more she wanted to cover her face from him for eternity. But there was no escaping whatever happened.

She stopped at the doorway, right in front of him, her heart threatening to jump out of her chest. He was still refusing to make eye contact with her, his face still red from frustration and being flustered. The silence was beginning to be even more awkward the longer they stood there refusing to look at each other.

Say something!

"Uh..." the girl began, clearing her throat as she stretched out her hand that held on to his vest. "Here...thanks."

The boy took it and stared at it for a while, coming to terms with the fact that she was wearing it not too long ago. However, the girl who saw this, thought that he was weirded out the more and instantly felt guilty.

"I'm sorry!" she blurted out, hands flying up to cover her burning face.

Katsuki hesitantly looked back at her and sighed. "Fuck are you apologizing for? It ain't your fault."

(Y/n)'s shoulders slumped, her hands falling to her sides. "I know..."

Awkward silence shrouded the two once more, each looking anywhere else but each other. For a single fleeting moment, their eyes met but quickly darted away from each other.

"I uh..." (Y/n) finally broke the silence, scratching the back of her neck. "Please let's pretend that nothing happened."

Katsuki scoffed soundlessly. How could she expect him to forget what he saw? But that didn't mean he'd tell her that.

"Fine."

(Y/n) released the breath she didn't know she was holding and she nodded. The atmosphere was still uncomfortable so she decided to break it with a banter.

"I guess I'm minus one costume, huh?" she asked then let out a strained laugh that slowly died down when Katsuki failed to join her.

This is not awkward at all...I guess this means time to go our own ways...

"So uh...I'll uh...see you tomorrow?"

Katsuki grunted in response, immediately turning around and walking away from the door. (Y/n) stared at his retreating back for a while before finally closing the door.

The girl leaned her shoulder on the wooden surface, her insides doing flips in her as her heart continued racing relentlessly. She stared at a spot on the wall, deep in thought as she replayed whatever happened earlier.

I wonder if he liked it...

(Y/n) gasped at her sudden shameful thoughts, her palms smacking both cheeks in shock. She internally screamed and bit her lower lip.

"Ah shit," she cursed, covering her eyes with her hands as she slid to the ground.

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