丨-Chapter Thirty-Four▬ Gleefully mistaken-丨
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ʚ▬▬ι════ﺤ U.A. Academy Grounds - 1-A Classroom ─ 10:45 AM │
┆--Izuku Midoriya POV--┆
Izuku never had any sleeping problems, no Insomnia, no pills, no terrors, or nightmares for the past few dreamless months. Not ignoring the pretty graphic one he had about the USJ, specifically when N/n declared to be stalking him, he'd been A-okay under the covers.
Yet when he set his alarm and willingly let exhaustion cover his consciousness, sleep never came, not even for that seemingly blissful hour he'd been granted before class after departing from N/n.
So there he sits at his desk.
He stares distractedly at the back spiky triangles of Kacchan's hair as he drifts in and out of reality, putting an arm on the table for support, a weary sigh flows through his lips.
Izuku has never been good at staying up late, never managed to pull an all-nighter all the way until the very end. Yet that bedtime schedule his mother had slowly chiseled into his brain was no match for yesterday, or this morning; in hindsight... both.
Does he hate himself for it...? No. He had genuine fun, they had genuine legal fun.
He blinked groggily, eyes widening, noting Mr. Aizawa's seemingly distant words as he had another spurt of attention. Something about the first semester reaching its end. And a few notable heads up for the next one. Cool.
Another yawn passes, he blinks slowly, eyes gradually descending back to the familiar scenery that was his desk.
It was a repetitive cycle, almost making him regret checking up on N/n the previous night. Keyword... almost. Goodness, his life was an undecided loose rollercoaster, he'd hung out with a villain over getting proper sleep for a very important school day; which was every day.
This was U.A. for crying out loud, the highest of the highest, the top program! He's here to improve his knowledge, become an extraordinary hero, and conquer his body to hold One for All, not snooze through his classes with a blank stare!
"Oi." Bakugo huffed, making his presence known abruptly, his backpack lazily hung on his shoulder as he stood idle. To his left was the rest of the class packing their stuff to depart for lunch.
Midoriya raised his gaze, gulping down a yawn while fatigue clouded over any concern or anxiety, "Huh...? O─ Oh, hey."
The ash blonde's eyes narrowed at the nerd's half-lidded gaze, and with a grunt, he continued. "You and me, were having a chat after school. And you know damn well what it's about. See you outside".
"Sure thing, K─ Kacchan." He nodded slowly with an equally chill tone, making the explosive boy's face scrunch up with irritated confusion. Midoriya of course noticed this, but the thought of lying down with a cold pillow under his head was inconceivably more important.

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