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For the record the war doesn’t happen sorry but I’m too scared to write in the war and time skips…sorry
SHINSO POV: 3rd person limited
As the purple haired boy approached, He hoped, his new home .He felt the wildest mixture of raw emotion that not even the greatest poet could describe. But then again this is shinso we’re talking about so as sure as the in the sky he tried. It was difficult to find a way the put this complex stirring in his chest. And guess what? He was pretty dang close.
It was a mix of: adrenaline; of course to see the class he desperately wanted to join, Fear; to be rejected from the close knitted group,Hope; the intense hope that warmed his heart. For he knew the class was kind,And of course obsession; the overwhelming desire to please them and everyone around him. But that was only part of his obsession; the other part of that passion belonged to only too kaminari. Though he would never admit it he had fallen for the boy. But it was time to face his fear go say hi. It was just a Christmas party, how bad could it be
The second he entered the building he felt the weight of all the eyes staring at him. But before he could leave those judgmental eyes turned into big booming smiles and that weight just deteriorated into that same warmth he felt before as he realized he was right about the kindness of class 1-A. But then he spotted his the loud blond he desperately adored. When the blond caught him staring he sprinted over faster than shinso could comprehend and pulled a Santa hat onto his head.
And then he spoke
“complements of Eri herself.”
Of course it was Eri, but still the purple haired boy stood there dumb founded but right as the boy went to take it off he felt a hand go and grab his wrist
“Don’t take it off! Eri will be heart broken”.
The boy pouted
“Plus i think it looks good on you”.
But before Shinso had the courage to thank him or start up some small talk, something he had been practicing with aziawa, the boy was pulled away into another social circle and he was left alone. But before he began to spiral he felt another tug on his wrist pulling him towards the group and well and he look down to see the blond again. His heart nearly exploded and he was definitely blushing but he didn’t care.
They ended up talking for at least a hour and he got bombarded with questions like: how much he had improved,His new support item, Of he was there homeroom teachers secret love child. That last one confused him but learning that one was from todoroki it made a bit more sense.
But then finally he heard the question that stopped all noise in his head
“So if you could, which of course you will, what class would you want to join”.
Of all people why did it have to come from kaminari. Of course he wanted to join 1-A, no doubt in his mind. But he could never say it. He loved the idea of 1-A. But he didn’t want to be rude especially after monama offered his friendship too. But the monama’s speech sounded more like joining a cult than making a friend. And the fact that he would use the similarities between their quirks as motive didn’t sit right with.
“I don’t know yet”.
What a lie.
KAMINARI’S POV: 3rd person limited
“I don’t know yet”.
He didn’t know why it stung so much. But yet it did.
There he went one hand behind his head and that smile that melted kaminari’s heart
Over and over again. He didn’t know when it started but the boy began to fall madly in love with the purple haired boy standing in front of him.
6 Hours after the party
Denki lieing awake in bed at 3 AM pondering life
That was a lie he knew exactly when. The minute he first saw him in the battle of class 1-A and class 1-B in happened slowly, or thats the plan his mind had wanted.But when he saw monama talking to him with the weird smirk on his face the jealousy that hit him sprouted in his heart and consumed him so violently that he thought he would die if he watched for one more moment. From then he realized that he would have shinso all to himself. Sure it selfish but whats a guy too to?
Authors notes: wait…this was so much longer in the notes in my phone….heh…please forgive me?