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Momo had never taken Todoroki as the kind of student to sleep during class. Maybe it was something about his serious expression that made her automatically assume he took everything, well, seriously. Or perhaps it was after he began going to bed early in order to get enough sleep for Saturdays full of extra lessons that had reinforced the idea that, even if he had failed to get his provisional license, he'd always put in the effort to make up for it.

Hmm. But maybe it was all that serious studiousness that made him so tired so as to fall asleep in class. She couldn't really blame him if that were the case. Plus, Mr. Cementoss didn't exactly have the most entertaining of voices.

And then, she had an idea.

Momo glanced around the room, just in case anyone was watching her at the time. Of course, nobody was. (She supposed sitting in the back corner did have some perks.) So she reached over to her neighbor's desk and doodled a little flower on his unguarded notes. Just a quick little blossom, cheerful and happy amongst his messy bullet points.

Todoroki twitched his nose in his sleep, and Momo quickly retreated, just in case he didn't like her little gift.

Mr. Cementoss's lecture became harder and harder to focus on as Momo continually eyed Todoroki for signs of displeasure at the flower on his notes. However, he didn't actually wake up. It appeared the twitch was merely a reflex. His paper was still unguarded.

Carefully, she reached over and began scribbling yet another flower on his notes, right next to the first, assuming that his slight stirring was just how he slept, but alas, how wrong she was this time. Just as she was adding the finishing touches on her second drawing, Todoroki's eyes fluttered open, and her near-instant withdrawal only served to awaken him further.

Momo pretended to pay full attention to Mr. Cementoss as Todoroki sat properly in his chair and reoriented his still sleep-addled brain. However, when she snuck a glance at him, she found him faintly smiling at the flowers she had drawn. Internally, she smiled back.

Success, she thought as she was finally able to devote her mind to learning once again.

At the end of the period, she gave his notes a second look, and he noticed. Todoroki quickly stuffed his notes into his bag, and it took most of Momo's effort just not to giggle. It was too late; she had already seen the tiny meadow that filled his margins.

She knew his secret now… even popular sports boys could be just as dorky and cute as everyone else.


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