Ever since your Quirk first manifested, you've been the apple of everyone's eye. With the goal of becoming a hero, you enroll to U.A. and soon find yourself drawing the attention of many. Will you form genuine connections with others, or is this all...
"Yeah," he nodded. "You're probably right about that. I'm not sure how much use I'll be either... but we can probably figure something out together. Right?"
"Of course!"
You grinned ear-to-ear and excitedly clasped his hands in your own. Izuku began outright steaming from his ears, so crimson-faced that you were afraid he was going to pass out. But he was too adorable for you to want to let go, so you squeezed his hands and marveled at all the agitated expressions he was capable of showing.
"By the way," you said to the boy who was practically melting into a puddle. "Do you have Katsuki-kun's number by chance?"
This seemed to jolt him back to his senses. "You want... Kacchan's number? But... why?"
"Just wanted to thank him for putting up with me yesterday. It was surprisingly fun, but it doesn't seem like he'll ever talk to me in class."
Izuku frowned. "Um... I don't have his cellphone or anything, but since the two of us used to play when we were younger, I know his home phone number."
"That'd be great!"
"A-Are you sure?"
"Yep, that's more than enough! Thank you, Izuku-kun!"
With what was probably the closest expression to judgment you'd ever get from Izuku, he gave you the angry blonde's home phone number, and then two of you eventually said goodbye at your separate stops. You were so excited that when you got home, the first thing you did was plop down onto your bed and start dialing the number.
A woman's voice picked up. "Hello?"
"Ah, hello," you greeted. "Sorry for the sudden call. I'm a friend of Katsuki-kun's, and I was wondering if I could speak to him for a little bit?"
There was silence from the other end, and then the woman nearly exploded in your ear. "Friend of Katsuki's, you say?! Katsuki actually has a friend?! And a girl, no less...! I can hardly believe it-Masaru, get over here! There's a girl calling for Katsuki!"
You could hear another voice in the background-muffled, but very clearly male. Katsuki's father, then. "Eh? Are you sure they didn't just dial the wrong number?"
"There's no way! She said Katsuki's name for sure!" The woman pressed the phone back against his ear, and her voice shifted into something gentler and less brash. "Just one second, dear. I'll go grab him for you." She moved the phone again, but you could clearly hear everything she said next. "KATSUKI! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE! THERE'S A GIRL WAITING TO TALK TO YOU ON THE PHONE!"
"Huh?! Who the fuck is it?"
"What the hell are you asking stupid questions for?! You're keeping her waiting, you little shit!" She spoke back into the receiver again and it was taking every ounce of willpower for you to not burst out laughing. "So sorry about that," she apologized. "He's coming down right now."
There was more chatter in the back-you could hear Katsuki's crude voice above everyone else's. He was arguing with his mother even more loudly now, but eventually the voices stopped, and you heard a deep, raspy sigh as Katsuki picked up the phone.
"What the fuck do you want, [Name]?"
"Oh! You knew it was me!"
"Who the fuck else would it be? You're the only dumbass in the class who even tries to talk to me." He adjusted the phone in his grip, then grunted in confusion. "Speaking of... how the fuck did you get this number in the first place?"
"Izuku-kun gave it to me."
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK-"
"Listen, listen," you laughed, realizing you'd have to recover quickly. "It's only because I asked him to, and he remembers your house number and doesn't have your personal number or anything like that. I wanted to have the chance to talk to you again since I had a lot of fun hanging out with you yesterday! But sorry, I realize getting your number this way was kind of underhanded, ha-ha."
He inhaled sharply. "I don't have shit to say to you if you hang out with that fucking nerd."
"What, really? You're judging me just based off one of the people I'm friends with?"
"Yes. Just the thought of that asshole pisses me off, and now you're telling me he gave you my number? I'm really gonna have to kick his ass after this."
You gripped your phone tightly, nibbling on your bottom lip. "Oh, please don't do that. As tough as you act, I don't see you as the type who enjoys hurting people. And this was my fault anyways since I kept pestering him into giving me your number. You know he's not the kind of person who can refuse."
"Whatever," Katsuki snapped. "Just don't call me again."
"Well, I won't call you on your home phone if you add me to your contacts."
"Why the fuck would I do that?!"
"Because, um..." You pursed your lips in contemplation. "Because if you don't, I'll just keep spamming your home number?"
"I'll block your ass."
"I can just call from a different device. It's not like I'll have forgotten the number."
"You fucking-" Katsuki let out an exasperated sigh, and you chuckled, imagining just how huffy and worked up he must've been right now. "Fine. I'll add you. Is that what you want, stupid girl? I'll add you so stop calling my home phone or else my shitty parents will never let me hear the end of it."
You smiled inwardly. Yay, I won!
"Okay! Add my number and text me so that I can add you back!"
"Fucking fine. Bye."
He clicked off of the call, and you fell back on your bed, happily kicking out your legs. The chime of a new notification went off, and you smiled as you looked back at your screen.
[Katsuki]
There. I added you, so shut the fuck up.
Don't even think about blowing up my phone with stupid shit.
[Name]
yay!
thanks babe, you're the best
[Katsuki]
Did I say you could call me stupid nicknames?!
What the fuck, [Name].
Don't try me.
[Name]
sorry i'm just excited!
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