❄️☁️ "You know, you can just call me Shoto. Everyone calls you y/n so it's only fair," He seemed to relax more.
"Alright Shoto. Let's talk." Beaming, I twisted my body towards him.
"About what?"
"Just in general. Hey, what do you think of soba?"
He...
Short chapter but the next ones gonna be SnaZzY ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"I mean it can't be that bad, right?" I said, taking a bite of my lunch.
I turned to look at Mina after no reply, and she gave me a look before turning her focus on her own lunch.
"What was that look, Mina?!" I urged nudging her as she snorted, trying to hold in her laughter.
"He's Bakugo, you know what he's like. I can't guarantee you'll still be alive girl."
"Wish me luck then..."
Aizawa Sensei handed out sheets of paper on internship places we could apply to, and notes of offers from internships to people who got them. He placed one of those offer notes on my desk, causing my eyes to widen which grabbed the attention of a couple of my classmates.
"That's so cool!" Midoriya turned around in his chair.
"You got an offer sheet? Read it out!" Kirishima and Sero called out.
I took the paper and turned it over. "I have...30 offers!"
"Woah, some of us are only getting one!" Someone behind me chimed in.
"And some of us are getting none..." Mineta mumbled.
"Some are the Battle Hero Agency, so on so on...and...The Genius Office! Best Jeanist's Agency!" Mina whooped, To which Aizawa Sensei responded with a cold glare.
I'll be able to go to Best Jeanist's agency with this offer, which I've wanted to do since I've considered internships!
Bakugo caught my eye as he had a light scowl on his face. He was looking in my direction. When I locked eyes with him, he held it for 3 seconds or so before turning around.
"Here, try this cheese. It's specially made in France! My family gets it imported, just so we can still have good cheese!" Aoyama blinked at me with his big, sparkling eyes as he put a small chunk of cheese in my mouth when I opened my mouth to say something.
I got a buzz from my phone and checked it while gulping down the cheese.
Ochachoe☁️
Ochahoe☁️:
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Y/N: Dearest sister, what are you implying?
Ochachoe☁️: Oh nOTHINGG
Ochahoe☁️: Just ur daily dose of soba boy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Y/N: U hoe
Ochachoe☁️: HEHEHEJSKSKS
On my way home, I was walking with Ochaco when I got a call on my phone.
*Call from: Shoto Todobro❄️🔥*
Opening my phone, I answered it and heard silence on the other end before he spoke.
"Should we go on Thursday night? In two days time?" Shoto said abruptly.
"Huh? You mean-?"
"Yes," he replied quickly, almost like he was flustered but he hid it well.
"Great, see you then. I mean, I'll see you tomorrow."
He ended the call before I could say anything. I smiled at my phone and tucked it into my pocket.
"Who was thatttt?" Ochaco said slyly, grinning and raising her eyebrows.
"None of your fokin beeswax Quinton," I replied, taking out a pair of sunglasses and putting them on, "I'm going on a big mission with the boys."
I strolled off extravagantly, and Ochaco scurried after me.
