Dedicated to cluesblue702, on AO3, who was waiting all this time.
The moment [Y/N] agreed to be his girlfriend, Neito Monoma swore to himself that he would be the best boyfriend in U.A. history. Unfortunately, "best boyfriend" meant something very different to Monoma than to normal people. It had been three days since their relationship became official, and already, things were spiralling out of control.
***
If [Y/N] had thought for even a second that their relationship would be quiet and low-key, she was horribly mistaken. The morning after their confession, she barely had time to enter the classroom before a loud, triumphant voice echoed through the halls.
"Hear me, U.A.!" Monoma dramatically burst into Class 1-A, arms spread wide like some kind of victorious conqueror. "Behold! The rivalry between Class 1-A and 1-B has reached a new level of complexity, for I, Monoma Neito, have successfully courted one of your own!"
Silence. Then, pandemonium.
"Wait... you're dating Monoma?!" Kaminari choked on his own spit.
"You WHAT?!" Bakugo exploded.
"I can't believe it... someone willingly fell for him," Kirishima whispered, looking genuinely moved.
"I'm both impressed and concerned," Momo admitted.
Meanwhile, Midoriya was scribbling furiously in his notebook, muttering something about the sociological implications of cross-class relationships within U.A.'s ecosystem.
[Y/N] sighed, already regretting her life choices. "Monoma," she muttered, rubbing her temples, "was the public announcement really necessary?"
"Yes!" he declared, flipping his cape, and placing a hand over his chest. "A love as grand as ours should be celebrated!"
"Please shut up," Aizawa muttered from the doorway before dragging himself into class like a sleep-deprived cryptid.
***
If Class 1-A was shocked by their relationship, Class 1-B was downright offended.
"You're fraternizing with the enemy," Kendo deadpanned, arms crossed.
"Have you been brainwashed? Blink twice if you need help," Tetsutetsu added, looking genuinely worried.
Monoma scoffed, placing a protective hand over his heart. "How dare you doubt me, my comrades? This is merely an advanced infiltration tactic!"
Bondo squinted. "Is it, though?"
"It is now!"
He turned to [Y/N], who was watching the whole exchange with barely concealed amusement. "Tell them, mon amour," he said dramatically, grasping her hand.
[Y/N] simply smirked. "I don't know... maybe I really am brainwashing him."
Class 1-B gasped.
"Hah! Impossible! My mind is as sharp as a...wait." Monoma squinted at her, suddenly deep in thought. "Are you saying I don't have free will in this relationship?"
"You do," she said with a teasing smile. "But if I did brainwash you, would you even know?"
Monoma paused. Then gasped. "Mon dieu."
***
Just when [Y/N] thought things couldn't get worse, the past came back to haunt them. They were walking back to the dorms after class when they were interrupted by a very unwelcome voice.

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