There were only four days until Valentine's Day and spirits were high at U.A. Dorms were filled of talking and laughter. Long chats about boys went on into the night on the girls side, while most of the boys just played games. At least, that's how it was in class 1-A's dorm. Izuku Midoriya was not playing games. He was not talking or laughing. He was only contemplating something strange and a little concerning. He bent over the table, holding a piece of paper in his hands, an unopened box sitting hidden in the shadows under the table on his lap.
"Watcha lookin' at Midori-dude?" Kaminari spawned into Midoriya's area with a cheerful tone and slid into the chair across from him. Midoriya let out a small yelp and slammed the paper onto the table, upside-down.
"Nothing!" he squeaked quickly, then in a less puberty afflicted voice, asked, "weren't you playing a game with Kacchan?"
With the face of indifference hiding great pain, Kaminari responded calmly with, "He completely destroyed me,"
Kaminari cleared his throat after a moment of silence and leaned back in his chair.
"So, what's on the paper?" he asked, closing his eyes and smiling. Midoriya blanked for a moment.
"The what?"
"The paper you slammed onto the table when I came over,"
"Dude, it's literally under your hand," Midoriya looked down to see a square of white paper under his left hand. He then remembered.
"Oh! That! It's nothing!" he said quickly with a small nervous chuckle. Kaminari raised his eyebrows skeptically.
"Suuure," the yellow haired boy glanced to something behind Midoriya's head and nodded. The paper under his hand was suddenly snatched away by a strip of sticky white stuff. Midoriya whirled around so fast that he knocked over the chair, flopped onto the floor, and caused the box that was on his lap to go flying across the room and smack an entering Todoroki in the face. The box dropped to the floor at the icyhot boys feet, its contents spilling out. Midoriya wanted to die. Bakugo, Kirishima, and Mineta stopped playing their video game. Everyone in the room was looking at either Midoriya, or the box. Sero furthered Midoriya's suffering by reading the note.
"Dearest Midoriya, I love you. I've loved you for so long. I love your messy green hair to your giant red shoes. You are the most inspiring person I've ever met. You want to be a hero so bad. I love your spirit. I want to be with you forever," Sero said, in a high pitched girl voice.
"Damn, Midoriya!" Kirishima cheered, "Scored yourself an admirer!"
"Is that… a homemade little green heart?" Tokoyami asked, looking down at the box. Todoroki nodded slowly.
"Looks like it,"
"Holy crap!" Kaminari laughed hysterically. "Who sent it?"
Midoriya stared at the ceiling and answered monotone. "There was no name. It was just on my desk,"
"... The stitching is awful," Tokoyami commented. Midoriya almost hissed at the bird guy.
"We have to find out who sent it, Midoriya," Kirishima said.
"Please don't," Midoriya mumbled, slowly shifting under the table.
"Too late. It's happening~" Kaminari trilled. He grinned slyly at Midoriya. Midoriya whimpered. He looked to Aoyama for help, who shook his head.
"We must," glitter man said. Midoriya wanted to melt. Whoever sent the note and gift were about to be found.