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Jirou sat at her desk with her math book open. She stared at the equations not comprehending at all.
Yaoyorozu sat in a chair beside her. She had offered to help tutor her after she had complained to Denki about not making the best grade on a math test.
“Did you get the last problem?” She asked, moving closer. Jirou blushed, Yaoyorozu was wearing a nightgown and slippers. They were studying in the dorms and her room was just a floor away.
“I think so.” Kyoka passed the textbook. “I mean I tried my best.”
Yaoyorozu smiled and touched the side of her cheek. “That’s all I want, your best.”
Kyoka blushed and looked down. Shit, the pretty girl in their class just touched her cheek. But it wasn’t like she liked Yaoyorozu or anything. She was just a friend. A really hot friend.
“I can’t understand this one though,” Kyoka said, pointing to a different problem.
“Oh I can help with this one,” Yaoyorozu said, taking a sheet of paper and going through each step.
Kyoka really tried to pay attention. The only problem was the fact she was gay. She didn’t have any self hatred or anything she just really hated how she couldn’t focus when a girl was in the room. Especially this girl.
“And now can you do the rest?” Yaoyorozu asked, showing her the last part on the paper. It read ‘x+1’.
Kyoka took a deep breath. She could do this.
She grabbed a pencil and started furiously on the paper. A minute later she showed the paper to Yaoyorozu.
She beamed and hugged her. “That’s right!”
Kyoka sat there for a moment but then hugged her back. She could actually do math.
“We need to celebrate,” Yaoyorozu said standing up. “Positive stimuli should always be included after getting a difficult problem right.”
“You helped me with it,” Kyoka shrugged.
But Yaoyorozu stood up nonetheless. “All the same we need to reward you.”
“You just want a midnight snack don’t you?” She asked, grinning as she looked at the clock.
“No…” Yaoyorozu said, blushing. She stood up and started walking out of the door but Jirou stopped her.
“Take my jacket you’re barely dressed,” she said, grabbing her leather jacket from her hero uniform off its hook.
Yaoyorozu took it, blushing. “Thank you.”
Kyoka felt her face grow warmer (she hadn’t thought that possible). “I just don’t want my friend freezing to death or getting ogled.”
Yaoyorozu raised a single eyebrow but didn’t say anything.
They silently snuck down to the kitchens and grabbed some junk food. They ate quietly so as to not disturb anyone. But the whole time Kyoka made silly faces at Yaoyorozu trying to make her laugh. It only happened once, and as soon as the snort came out she immediately covered her mouth and shot a glare at Kyoka.
As they walked up to her dorm room Kyoka nudged her shoulder, “I had fun tonight.”
“I did as well,” Yaoyorozu said smiling.
She closed the door and fell onto her bed grinning. Kyoka was lying to herself. She did have a crush on Momo Yaoyorozu.