It's an unassuming day for Izuku as he walks through the halls of highschool, things have been rather relaxed, no major attacks recently.
The pitter patter of footsteps echoes in the hallway, finally reaching his locker he opens it, getting a book out for his next class, when a folded letter falls to his feet.
Intrigued Izuku picks it up and looks at it. Reading it his face turns a crimson hue, his eyes dart around the hall nervously looking for it's author, the hall is empty.
The letter reads: "Please meet me outside on the bench in the courtyard after school. I want to finally confess my feelings for you. Your secret admirer."
Flustered Izuku's mind races at all the possibilities of who it could be, the letter it self didn't glean any clues as it was not handwritten except for a faint sweet scent, almost alluring and inviting, he rather likes it however weak and faint it is.
He wonders if Ochako or Tsu could be behind this. "They wouldn't play a trick like this on me would they." Suddenly the late bell rings, jarring Izuku from his deep thought.
Izuku spends the rest of his classes eyeing up Tsu and Ochako for any tells that they are messing with him, he see's none.
As his last class is about to end tension, anxiety, stress and most of all anticipation have mounted significantly for Izuku. He leaves the building stepping foot into the courtyard, he swallows deeply and scans the benches, deciding to go there, following the letter's instructions, he sits on one of the double sided benches.
He waits patiently on the bench, the sun's rays hit him in conjunction with a light breeze, that makes the cherry blossoms falls like snow from the tree behind him.
Even if no one shows it's still a lovely day to be outside. Izuku waits a bit longer when Katsuki sits down behind him on the other side of the double sided bench. "Ah hey Deku." He says casually.
"Oh hey Kacchan could you leave? I'm waiting for someone important." Izuku turns, asking politely.
Katsuki audibly grumbles. "Baka! I'm your secret admirer, damn you're a dumbass" He informs, not making eye contact.
"What!" Izuku exclaims in shock still twisting his body around to look at Katsuki.
Biting his tongue, trying to keep his cool. "Keep it down would ya and turn around, I don't want people looking or finding out." Katsuki spits fuming, trying to not make a scene.
"Fine." Izuku responses, just looking straight ahead trying to make sense of all this.
There's an awkward silence between the two for a few minutes until Izuku asks. "Since when?" In a tone of disbelief.
"Huh? Oh, since we were little, I've always known I liked you and had a special fondness for you in my heart. How the fuck did you not notice, analytical my ass but i just didn't know how to deal with those feelings and that frustrated me and I always ended up taking my anger out on you, I'm sorry." He explains nervously, his palms begin to sweat.
In a flare of anger Izuku squeezes the arm rest crushing the metal before gathering himself and countering. "You expect me to believe you tormented me, bullied me, beat me up and put me through hell because you cared!" He says, in a hushed and bitter way.
Another gentle breeze blows across their faces as Katsuki hangs his head in shame and guilt. Resting his elbows on his knees. He brings his hands to his face holding back tears. How did he really expect this to go.
Katsuki, his mind drifting asks. "Do you remember the day you saved me shithead, I don't want to owe you my life, damn it, why!" Kacchan grinds his teeth. "You think this is easy for me asshole!
Izuku gets up, that memory invokes so many strong emotions, that day changed his life. Izuku knows why he took action that fateful day, it was out of a deep compassion for his friend. But for some reason he blurted out. "I saved you because it was the right thing to do nothing more." Izuku yells, slapping Katsuki across his face, then storms off.
Liquid rage moisten his now very red cheek, his hands out and open, his palms catching fragile blossoms, a fiery explosion destroys them burning them to ash. "Maybe I'm not meant to have beautiful things." Katsuki stares there remains before looking up to the sky hopeless and depressed. "Who am I kidding, I didn't deserve to be saved that day and I don't deserve Izuku."
Meanwhile Izuku is leaving to go home when Ochako catches up to him. "Hey! Deku."
He pays her no mind even as she walks beside him.
"What's got you in such a foul mood? She asks, noting the grimace on his face.
"Kacchan…"
Cut to back Katsuki, who is still sulking on the bench. Eijirou takes a seat on the bench next to Katsuki. "Wow, that was so unmanly, not use to getting a taste of your own medicine eh?"
"Shut up the hell up, you saw and heard nothing or I'll kill you." He spits threatening, gripping Eijirou by the collar.
Eijirou throws up his hands in the giving up position. "Relax, dude everyone know already except for Deku obviously, come on the, "I bully him because I like him" is super apparent."
Katsuki is stunned, he slowly releases his grasp. "I'm going to fuckin kill everyone!" He yells irritated, breathing a little bit of fire.
This was embarrassing, Katsuki knew others knew he's prideful in battle, he had no clue they knew he is prideful in a different sense. This damage his pride, pissing him off.
Cut back to Deku and Ochako, there are at the street corner where they must part ways to they own houses.
"So what are you going to do now that you finally know Kacchan has a thing for you?" Ochako asks placing a supportive hand on his shoulder.
His fists tighten at the thought. "Was it really this obvious, I don't know usually I can come up with a plan you know but this is such a curve ball and it just makes me mad."
"Well I'm here for you, I'll see you tomorrow." Ochako says, waving good bye walking down her street with a kindred smile much like a sister would.
"Thanks, I'll see you." Izuku says mentally distracted
Izuku gets home and relaxes on the couch eating a snack, forgetting to greet his mom as he always does.
"You seem off dear what's the matter?" His mother states and asks.
"It's nothing really." He answers, dodging the question.
"You seem like you're troubled, what is it honey."
"Someone likes me at school and I don't know what to do mom." He answers honestly trying to focus on the TV in front of him, a slight blush still appears on his cheeks.
She leans up against the doorway her lips form a knowing smirk. "Is it Katsuki?"
Izuku is just stunned and dumbfounded dropping his snack he stutters. "H-how did you know?"
"Instinctive guess really, I'm just happy it's not All Might, that'd be weird."
Izuku looks to the floor twiddling his thumbs. "Ah, so you're ok with me liking guys."
This is so awkward for Izuku he never wanted to have this kind of conversation with his mother.
He's known that he's been bisexual ever since developing a little crush on Shouto and finding him attractive, he is a good looking guy.
"Oh course dear." She says giving him a reassuring smile.
That evening's dinner was just as awkward but Izuku gets through it. Now in bed trying to sleep he can't stop thinking about Kacchan and reflects on the day.
"I've never hit him like that before." He mutters to himself in a tone of regret.
Izuku is definitely not one for violence, he has never lost his temper in such a way before more often than not he's the nicest most kind-hearted kid at school.
Izuku curls up in his blankets and ponders. "Maybe I should apologize… maybe even give him a chance." He thinks before dosing off.