Late afternoon, the sun was blistering, considering it was September. I enrolled into UA University with my boyfriend, Kacchan. School recently started and I was pumped for the new school year, besides having to hide the constant bruising appearing upon my skin. I huffed, pulling my shirt collar up to hide a bruise that was more than recent.

The university was beautiful. The campus itself was large, with many buildings hosting different majors. My favorite building was the library though. It had shelves upon shelves of books of many different topics and different subjects. It was a basic place to study too, but my favorite study place. My boyfriend, Bakugou, and I used to constantly come here when we were in high school. Oh well, can't dwell on the past. I strode down the cobblestone path, students passing by me.

I was majoring in history, and down right love it. I have notebooks filled with notes from different moments in history, mainly japanese history. Even though the school year is new, we have already been assigned projects. It's a group project, my professor stating he wanted us to get used to the class and know everyone. I didn't exactly like group projects, but I didn't hate them either. The project wanted us to research a time in Japanese history that both you and your partner enjoys.

The professor assigned us partners, based off what he saw in our personalities. I was paired up with Todoroki Shouto, whoever that is. I've never seen him in class, and I don't think I've seen him around campus, either. But I have heard of him. Uraraka never stops talking about him.

Maybe I'd see him on my way to my dorm?

I held my notebooks in hand, opening one and jotting down a quick note.

'If you see him, ask him for a time to work on the project'

I nodded to myself, before ramming right into someone. All my notebooks fell out of my arms, and I fell to the ground.

"Oh, pardon me. I was too busy on my phone. Here, let me pick these up for you." A calm voice wafted into my head.

I opened my eyes to reveal a tall boy bending down, grabbing at my notebooks. He had half and half hair, one side red and the other white. He also had multicolored eyes, one a chilly grey and the other an icy blue.

"Oh no! I was just jotting in my notebook, I'm sorry!" I mumbled out, blushing softly. The boy was beyond handsome, and started handing me my notebooks. I stammered over my words, obviously embarrassed.

"It's fine, don't worry." He reassured me. I felt my face heat up more. I collected the rest of my things before hurriedly standing up, brushing off my grey pants modestly.

"Oh, I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Todoroki Shouto."

Oh.

He was my partner.

Oh fuck, he's hot.

"Hi!" I said cheerfully, placing my bag and notebooks down on my desk.

"You took longer than usual, nerd." He chidded.

"Sorry, Kacchan. I ran into someone by accident on my way back." I responded. He tsked, shaking his head. I pulled out the chair to my own desk, sitting down and opening a notebook to start working. Kacchan calls me a bookworm a lot, always having my nose deep in books and notebooks studying. But I counter back with better grades, so I felt better about it. Kacchan crawled down from his bunk, walking over to my desk.

"Anything eventful happen in class today?" He asked me.

"Well, we were assigned a new project."

"Alright"

"We were also assigned partners! My partner is Todoroki-kun. He seems really nice!" I smiled brightly, Kacchan went silent. I turned around to face him, confusion written on my face.

"Why didn't you work alone like normal" He hissed out.

"Kacchan, we were assigned partners. It's not like I could've worked alone, even if I wanted to!" I tried reasoning with him, my voice pleading for him to understand.

I didn't want him to hurt me again.

"But you always work alone, Deku. A loser like you deserves to work alone, for Christ sake." He said, raising his voice slightly.

"Kacchan, please lower your voice. I don't want the neighbors to hear…" I pleaded, raising my hands in a pathetic form of defense. He raised his hand, my face scrunched up, preparing myself for the blow that never came.

"I won't allow you to work with him." Kacchan replies.

"But why?! It's a project!" I tried reasoning

"I don't care if its a project! You. Aren't. Working with him!" He raised his voice more, I grimaced.

"Kacchan, please!"

"I don't care if you'll fail that project! I don't want you working with that half 'n half bastard!"

I lowered my head, facing away from my boyfriend. I had to pass that class, even if it meant being beat by my boyfriend constantly for working with that, quote on quote, 'half 'n half bastard'.

I'm still working with Todoroki, no matter what Kacchan says.