Finding Me (Todoroki x Reader)

Chapter 34

He clicked one of the buttons on the remote, and suddenly the chalkboard lit up. One by one, tallies of offers appeared on the board, all assigned to each student in the class. I whistled with appreciation at the amount of offers both Shoto and Bakugou received, the count going well and truly into the thousands.

Below them was, of course, Tokoyami, who sadly had a lot less than the two boys above him, only receiving 360 offers. 'That's still pretty amazing!'

"In past years, it's been more spread out," Mr. Aizawa explained, pointing towards the board. "But, there's a pretty big gap this time."

Scanning the board, I realised that not everyone's name was up there. I also gaped at the fact that Midoriya, of all people, hadn't received any offers.

'How is that possible? He did amazing out there! Sure, it was a little gross how he broke his fingers to fight, but still...' I quickly scanned the board once more, going over every single name, praying and hoping that maybe I had somehow gotten at least one offer.

"Huh?!"

My body froze when my eyes landed on my name, unable to move a muscle at the sight. Although half of my shocked state was from happiness - the fact that'd I'd made it up there was a miracle, indeed - however, the other half was from utter disbelief. The number that I read beside my name couldn't be true; There was no possible way I'd gotten that many offers...

"Wow, Y/N!" I shakily turned to my left towards Momo, who's face showed a mix between happiness and disappointment. However her genuine smile wiped the torn look from her face instantly. "Congratulations! You must be proud."

I blinked a few times, looking between her and the board, over and over again. Incoherent mumbles and jumbles of words fell out of my mouth; I could practically see the messy word vomit spilling out of my slack jaw, and onto my desk.

"I-I-I... h-how is this... HUH?!" I couldn't put together a coherent sentence, unable to believe that staring right back at me was a number larger than Tokoyami's.

'We placed the same! How is it possible that he only has 360 offers, but I have-'

"Fourhundred and eighty-six offers. Well done, Y/N."

I spun from the front to face the icy-hot boy on my right, who was also staring at the board.

"T-Thanks!" I exclaimed, rubbing the back of my head as my heart rate died down. "I honestly can't believe that I even have one offer, let alone that many!"

"Well, you should believe it, cause they're there. I'm not at all surprised, seeing as how versatile your quirk can be. You did good."

I let my hand drop back to my desk, sending Shoto an excited smile towards him.

"Congratulations on all of your offers, too, Shoto," I praised back, sending him a thumbs up. "You got four thousand, one hundred and twenty-three offers, which is over five hundred more than Bakugou! Well done!"

"These offers are probably because of my father," I heard him grumble, slouching - actually slouching - in his seat even more, all the while glaring at the board.

I shook my head with disbelief. "I don't think so, Shoto. A lot people find your dad scary, but I don't think these other Pros would send you an offer if they didn't see what I've seen from the start."

"Hm? And what's that?"

I felt his eyes on me, so I twisted my head to give him a cheeky grin, flashing my teeth slightly.