Okay, she had a crush on Izuku. That was fine, that was normal. It basically just meant that she had a crush on her best friend. That was perfectly normal and something that happened every day. Which meant that there was only one thing she had to do.

Slam her face into her pillow and scream, kicking her legs while she tried to simply remove these feelings. She never had a crush! She never had anybody have a crush on her before. She didn't study for this. She had no idea what she was supposed to do!

Was she just supposed to tell him that she had feelings for him? What if he did too? What if he didn't? What if he did then they started and she lost interest in him. What if that happened to her. What if she never said anything and they just stayed whatever the hell they were now and everything just stayed the same as they tried to become heroes and not actually die.

They didn't really need it. They wanted to be heroes, that was their goal. But. Was she okay with that? With things just staying as they are? What happens if they start dating, what happens if things get serious. What happens if things go even further than that.

Seriously how the heck did all this happen! Why was he the first boy she liked? Sure a few boys had tried to ask her out, but they were easy to ignore because they just weren't… they weren't Izuku.

Okay, maybe if she calmed down and thought about how all this happened she'd be able to stop it. She'd be able to calm down long enough to completely forget about these feelings that she had for Izuku. Okay. She could do this. She met him a year ago. They became friends quickly, he was a harder worker, she didn't believe in him at first.

Then he proved her wrong and things began to change. He started working even harder, working himself to the point of exhaustion. And somewhere along the way, he had gone from a scrawny boy that weight 100lbs soaking wet to a beefcake with a cute face. And she started to think of him as more than a friend.

And this was so not helping!

With her face growing hotter by the second she sat up grabbing her pillow and screaming in it again.

A knock came from her open door and her father stood in the doorway. Well, now she was just going to die of embarrassment. There was a good chance that he would be completely less than helpful. He'd probably just make things worse.

"I don't exactly speak 'Teenage girl'" Her dad said squinting into her room, the dish he had been scrubbing still in his hands. "Half the time I could barely figure out what your mother was saying, so umm, would you mind telling me what two screams into the pillow means?"

"It's nothing," She half muttered turning to look at the phone she had tossed to the side. There were no messages waiting for her. And even if there were they'd probably just be from Izuku. Which was what she wanted most and wanted least all in one carefully wrapped package.

Her father didn't stop and continued into her room, looking around it with care and adoration like it was some sacred place he was treading. "It doesn't sound like nothing."

She blew a tuff of her hair out of her face and rubbed her skirt even sitting on the bed so that her legs hit the floor. A sigh later and she forced a smile onto her face. "It's nothing really, it's just." She just had a crush on Izuku and was currently having a meltdown over the fact that she could have romantic feelings let alone that she had said feelings for her best friend. "Just stressing about something that happened at school."

"It's only been like a week," He sat down on her bed at the corner, placing the dish and rag he had walked in with on the table. He squinted at her - only the slightest glimmer of his blue eyes shown - like he was trying to gain some insight into her mind, a soft fatherly frown on his face. "Is this about the press breaking in?"

"What? No, I actually forgot about that between becoming class president and-" realizing she had a crush on Izuku. "And actually that's it."

"Ohoho," Her father's smile came back and he grabbed her shoulder pulling her into an awkward hug. "Your first year and you're already a leader among your peers. Congratulations. Maybe I should call the Midoriya's and set up-"

"No, it's fine," She shook him off by rolling his shoulders. "Besides, Izuku was also voted class president, but he gave it to another student, so it'd be weird to celebrate like that." That and she probably wouldn't be able to look at Izuku right now without blushing up a storm. Just thinking about him was making her cheeks warm.

"Oh, well, that's a shame I guess I'll have to cook tonight after all." Her father laughed, and then sighed, his wrinkles growing more prominent and it almost looked as though those few grey hairs in his hair were multiplying. "I'm proud of you, you know. No matter what happens. Your mother would be too."

She bit her lip, staring out the hallway, trying to picture the place where they kept her mother's photo. She had more memories of that photo than she did about her as a person. That seemed so long ago. "How did you and mom meet? like the whole story and how you fell in love."

"Oh my, finally interested in that are you?" Her father leaned back resting on one arm while brushing his mustache that was at least two generations away from being fashionable. "Well, as you know your mother was quite a bit younger than me. When we first met it was during her work-study program from U.A. Naturally I had seen her performance at the sports festival and thought that she would fit in with my agency. She was a strong-willed woman even back then, in a way I guess I should have seen it coming that I would grow to love her. She certainly did."

"I remember her bossing you around a lot." She leaned forward smiling. It was one of the few memories she had of her mother.

He sighed, smiling fondly. "I got a lot of shit from my fellows about how I was flirting with a highschooler back then. But I really didn't see it like that. We worked well together, I could rely on her and she could rely on me. I guess she thought the same way because every year she back to my office for her work-study."

"And then she joined up full time once she graduated right?"

"Yep. I didn't think anything of it, I was just happy she was around and I could start relying on her full time instead of just a few weeks out of the year." Her father laughed, his nose crinkling as he fought back a small sniffle. "She had different plans and after two years of waiting for me to realize I was in love with her she kind of forced it out of me, and we were married soon after."

He pushed onto her nose. "And then you came not long after that."

"So it took you a while to realize you loved her?" She asked swatting his finger away.

"A bit, I think part of me knew, but I didn't want to admit it because she was so much younger than me." He laughed slapping his knees as he stood up. "That and I was quite oblivious to her own feelings back then, she had to pull them out of me. But once she did I couldn't really look back."

He sighed, heading towards the door. "Thanks for listening to me ramble about your mom for a little bit. I see so much of her in you, from your red hair to your headstrong determination, I know that she would be proud of the woman you're becoming." He smiled again, tapping on her door frame. "Just like I am."

"Thanks, dad," She smiled kicking on the side of her bed and rocking ever so slightly back. "Consider the teenager daughter emergency averted."

"Ha," He laughed, hand sliding out of sight. "I doubt that. But I'm always willing to talk, even when it's just nothing."

Her room grew silent again, leaving her to stew over what he had just told her. For at least two seconds before her phone vibrated with a message from Izuku. She fumbled over herself grabbing at the phone and staring at it for a few seconds. How fast was to fast to respond back. How fast was to fast to look at it? How long was too long? Was there a rule book for this? Or something that she could reference for this? Two minutes? Five minutes?

What if Izuku felt the same way and that this was his confession text. Was it wrong to confess to someone over text?

"Shit," She half muttered, her fat finger opening the message.

It was one word: Hey.

She let out a groan half collapsing down onto her bed. Why was she worrying so much about a stupid text! This wasn't like her! Tomorrow she'd just ignore her feelings and pretend that everything was perfectly normal between her and Izuku.

She glanced over at her table, the dish and rag her father had brought in were still on her table. "Dad!"

XXXX

She could do this. She was a strong hero in training, she could fight bad guys, even ones that turned into giant monsters. Talking to her crush should be easy. Hell, she'd done it almost daily for a year now before she knew he was her crush. It was just Izuku. She could talk to Izuku.

She had absolutely no reason to worry about anything what so ever.

"Hey, Itsuka-" He said from behind her, his lunch tray in one hand, smiling widely at her and acting like they were best friends. Wait they were. She stared at him for all of three seconds whatever he was saying was falling on deaf ears.

"Sorry, Izuku! Gotta go!" She grabbed onto Yui's wrist, pulling the aloof girl along with her as she made a quick escape out of the cafeteria. "Student council stuff!"

"We do?" Yui asked as she continued to drag the poor girl.

She didn't bother answering as they eventually ended up in one of the secluded areas of the school, where the gardeners had some fun to make a scenic place to simply rest. Complete with a pond, and a bench. She didn't even know how she found this place! Let alone what to do with herself.

"Is this where the student council stuff is?" Yui huffed, her cheeks red from exertion and her hands were empty.

"Oh no, I'm sorry Yui, I pulled you without thinking, we can share my lunch if you want." She held up her tray of food that was now a mess. It was only half full before she rand anyways.

"Don't worry," Yui nodded opening her palm to reveal a miniature lunch tray sitting in the center. It expanded in size instantly. Yui plopped down onto the bench, picking at a bit of her food with her fingers. "I managed to shrink it down. But why'd we run?"

"Oh, uh, well the thing is," She stammered, her face growing even hotter by the second. Then she let out a sigh and sat down next to Yui. "I don't know. I just saw Izuku and freaked out."

"Ahh," Yui blinked, her monotone voice muffled by the food in her mouth. "Isn't he your friend?" A sadistic smile gracing the plain girls face for a few seconds. "He didn't awkwardly confess did he?"

"No," she whined head in her hands. "Kind of? Not really? I mean he didn't really do anything I just kind of-"

"So you have a crush on him?"

"What?" She half screamed, her heart beating faster and faster. Oh god was she that obvious? She took a breath calming herself and lowered her voice. "I mean uhh what makes you think that?"

"Well," Yui held up four fingers on her hand. "You're always happy when he's around, and you smile a lot." She pushed down one finger. "You talk about him a lot." Another finger. "When he surprised you, you ran away pulling me out here." One last finger. "Your face is red right now and you screeched when I suggested it." The last finger was folded into her hand, and Yui turned to blink at her. "Does that cover it."

"Yea," she whined slinking down onto the bench. "Was I that obvious?"

"I think the whole school knows after what you just did." Yui shrugged.

"Thanks, I guess I'll have to transfer schools now."

"Yep, your school life is over now."

"Gee, thanks." She sat up straight, sighing. "That really makes me feel great about the whole not freaking out thing I'm trying to do."

"You're welcome." Yui continued to munch on her food.

She whined stomping her feet on the ground, ready to pull the orange hair out from her head. "What should I do? What if he figures it out too?"

Yui shrugged. "I'll say we were at a meeting with Vlad-sensei if it helps."

"Thanks, Yui, I'm glad I can rely on you." She took the first bite of her food, it tasted a bit like regret. "I guess I'll have to figure out what do do with my feelings huh?"

Yui just shrugged, she probably reached her maximum word limit for the day.

XXXX

News of the attack spread like wildfire through the school.

Her earlier awkwardness in the cafeteria was nothing but a distant memory. A group of villains had launched a surprise attack on class 1-A while they were doing rescue exercises. And they had managed to fight them off long enough for All Might and the rest of the pro heroes to arrive and save the day.

She wanted nothing more than to go check on Izuku. To make sure that he was okay. But she had a responsibility. Vlad-sensei had put his trust in her.

"Please!" She begged hands stretched to the maximum as she blocked the door. "Return to your seats. I know it's bad but-"

"What? You're crazy Itsuka!" One of her fellow classmates shouted. "We should go with them! We could-"

"Get in the way!" She stomped her foot glaring at the boy. "If we show up, that's more students in danger, if someone goes missing while we're trying to go help, that's more stress for our teachers. We need to stay where they know we are."

"Believe me." she glared at them, holding up a single normal-sized fist. Her other shaking at her side. "I want to go out there and help too. I want to know that everybody is okay. But right now, the best thing we can do is wait. And not get in any more trouble."

"If you have a problem with that, then you'll have to try going through me." She dropped into her combat pose. "And then explain to Vlad-sensei why you go a bloody nose when you weren't anywhere near the combat zone.

The responsible students - the ones that were on her side - nodded and stood beside her, bit by bit the disgruntled students that wanted to prove themselves sat back down. Which gave her enough breathing room to start worrying her head off about Izuku.

So far he hadn't responded to the one text she managed to send him.

AN: AN, So... apparently chapter 10. Anyways, I have a vague direction of where I want this story to go, but the whole "execution thing." is still way off for me. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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