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Kaminari arose at the first glimpse of sunlight, unlike anything he had ever done before. He was filled to the brim with exuberant energy and he was prepared to use it. Something about today made him feel lighter than air and the spring in his step was an excellent indicator of that. He woke up early enough that he caught Kirishima on his way to the fitness center, much to "Red Riot's" surprise.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...what the hell are you doing up so early man?! You're never up this early! It's 5:00 AM for God sake!"

"I don't know what it is bro. I just feel supercharged today and I figured I'd hit up the gym!"

"That's so...that's so...MANLY!" Kirishima clenched his fist in front of him as rivers of proud tears formed from his eyes. "I'm so proud of you for taking the gym so seriously! What happened though, really?"

"Heh, I guess I got a bit of a wakeup call."

Kirishima vigorously patted Kaminari's back in praise as they made their way to the fitness center together.

Conversely, Kyouka woke up in a jittery mess. Her every nerve was frayed and she was at her wit's end trying to assemble an outfit to wear after class. She had faded in and out of sleep throughout the night with the same dream jostling her out of her slumber. It was as if her brain was trying to play out the events that could potentially happen this evening. Every single dream ended in the same way, with Kaminari's face just a little too close to hers.

After exhausting the entire inventory of her closet she ruffled her hair like a manic and groaned loudly. Loudly enough that she heard a knock on her door.

"Everything alright in there? It's Momo."

"Shit," Kyouka thought. "If she catches me with my entire wardrobe strung across my room she'll know something is up."

"Hey, you okay? I know you're in there."

"Ugh Momo, why do you have to be so persistent?! That's so uncool. UNCOOL?! I'm starting to talk like that dumbass now...ahhh!"

"Just a second!" Kyouka called out, desperately trying to gather a pile of clothes and fire them in her closet as quickly as possible.

She didn't have time to retrieve all of the articles so she only opened the door a peek to answer her.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I just heard you groan and I thought something might be the matter. You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Can I come in?"

Kyouka froze.

"Shit! If I say no she's gonna be suspicious but if she comes in she'll know I'm trying to put together an outfit for something."

"U-uh I guess," she responded sheepishly, allowing Momo to see the expanse of clothing strung messily across her dorm room.

"My God Kyouka! You need to clean your room," Momo stated sternly, giving her a judging stare. "I can't believe that you'd just throw your dirty clothes all over the place, that's disgusting!"

"They aren't dirty!" Kyouka blurted out, instantly noticing the shift in Momo's expression.

"Oh?" She purred coyly. "Then why did you rip your closet apart? Hm?" She asked, leaning in and closing the gap between them.

"I-I couldn't decide on what to wear after class."

"Why would you be fretting about that this early?" Momo's eyes widened in mock curiosity. She knew that she was narrowing in on the answer she was expecting. "You're not the type to really worry about what you wear."

Kyouka cursed Momo's excellent detective skills to the deepest depths of her soul.

"I don't know, I'm just unsure what to wear today, I think my appearance is getting repetitive!" She exclaimed, proud of her excuse but upon examination of Momo's smirk, she knew she wasn't exactly convincing.

Kyouka hung her head in defeat as Momo gave her an impatient look that screamed 'spit it out already!'

"I'm helping Kaminari study tonight and I don't want to look like a slob," she winced at the upcoming reaction of her vice class rep.

Momo put her hands on both of her shoulders and shot her a beaming smile "It's about damn time! Here, let me help you pick out what to wear."

Kyouka looked bewildered as she watched Momo brush past her and dig through her things without a shred of shame.

"Well, you two are just going to be studying so you don't wanna wear anything too fancy but at the same time all these band shirts don't exactly scream kiss me!" Momo chirped teasingly, looking back at her friend with a smug demeanor.

Kyouka's cheeks turned a pinkish hue at the statement. "K-k-kiss me?! We're just going to study!" She clenched her two fists in protest but Momo just laughed throatily in response.

"I know, I know! But we both know you want him too." She said in a singsong voice which only made Kyouka's face shift from pink to a deep shade of crimson.

Kyouka cleared her throat, composing herself, "no, I don't want him to kiss me. I'm just helping him out and we're good friends."

"Pfffft, yeah right! You totally have a crush on him, it's why you always give him such a hard time isn't it?"

"N-no! I do that because it's funny and he's an easy target because he's an idiot."

"Yeah, yeah," Momo drifted off before reaching an epiphany. "Okay, so I'm not supposed to do this because it goes against my family code but I'll make an exception just to help you out this once. What are your dimensions?"

Kyouka, taken back at the question, didn't know how to respond. "I-I don't know."

Momo created a measuring tape using her quirk and invaded Kyouka's personal space without as much as requesting to do so. Kyouka jumped at her measuring her body.

"Ah! What are you doing?!"

"I'm just measuring you, don't be such a baby!"

Kyouka loathed her body. She hated the fact that she was underdeveloped compared to the rest of her female classmates. She didn't have a big bust or a curvy figure, and her ass was barely outside of the realm of flat. This was one of the biggest deterrents in admitting that Kaminari could like her. He always flirted with women, most of whom were more shapely than her. She thought for a while he only hit on her to make her feel included which she despised. She didn't understand how any guy would see her and think "damn, I want her so bad" but unbeknownst to her, that's exactly what Kaminari thought on a regular basis.

Kyouka felt the heat rush to her face as Momo measured her bust and her hips. Momo happened to be one of the curviest women she ever met, even comparing to the likes of Midnight who was known for her sex appeal. She waited for a moment where her friend's seriousness would slip and reveal her chuckling, mocking her inferior form.

Momo remained totally professional to her surprise and didn't seem judgmental in the slightest. Upon finishing the measurements she conjured up a nice blouse and a sleek pair of skinny jeans to go along with them.

"I know you aren't exactly the dress type so I I tried to do something that would make you look presentable while also still being you."

Kyouka snapped to attention "so, my clothes don't make me look presentable?"

Momo staggered back at the question, she didn't mean any harm, it just kind of slipped out. "N-no, not at all! It's just that it...ah forget it. It's just not my style of fashion," she shrugged. Kyouka appreciated her bluntness and didn't take it to heart.

"Thanks a lot, Momo. I'm grateful you came."

Momo just smiled in response as she began to walk towards the exit. Before she left the doorway she looked back at her rocker chick friend and a mischievous smile graced her face.

"Don't do anything that Midoriya and Uraraka wouldn't do!"

Kyouka audibly gulped and her jaw unhinged. Momo burst into hysterical laughter as she strutted away from the room.

"Achoo!" Midoriya and Uraraka both sneezed from their respective rooms. "Damn allergies!"

The two of them couldn't stop stealing glances at each other as the day wore on. They were unsure if anybody was watching them but quite frankly they didn't care. Their desire to gaze upon the other person was like an addiction they desperately needed to satiate.

A select few classmates picked up on the interactions between the two and nothing but a gratifying upturn of the lips took place. The class was very much aware of what was going on between the two of them. Not because Momo ran around telling everyone but because they could sense the arcing electricity that surged between the two of them. They noticed it more than the two lovebirds in question did.

Even Aizawa-Sensei took brief, uninterested glances at the two and wondered to himself "is it something in the water? First Midoriya and Uraraka, now this."

On the way back to the dorms neither of them got too close to one another. In an attempt to mask their plans for the night, they blended in with their usual crowds, holding their typical topics of discussion. A few of the keener classmates eyed them almost arrogantly, waiting for them to slip up.

"Soooo," Mina mewled "any plans tonight Kyouka-San?" Her words were filled with intent.

"Nah, not really. Just gonna chill out and study as always."

"Oh come on, that's so boring! You gotta be doing something else. Studying all the time will make you a lame bookworm like Momo, or Iida!"

"Hey! I take offense to that!" Momo snarled at their pink classmate. Momo knew the truth behind her plans this evening and smirked knowingly but remained silent to respect Kyouka.

"Well, I for one think you've been acting funny the last couple days," Tooru voiced her opinion to which all the girls began scanning Kyouka for any weakness in her composure.

"Why would you say that?" Kyouka was doing her damndest to play it cool until she could break free from the pack, away from their analytic eyes.

"Well, you were kind of staring at Kaminari all day" Tsuyu stated matter of factly causing Kyouka's stride to stutter.

"I wasn't staring, or even looking. I don't know what you're talking about."

The girls all scoffed in unison. They were so nosey and Kyouka was unfortunately on the receiving end of their hungering curiosity. She had to get out of there before her face betrayed her.

"I really gotta go to the bathroom, excuse me, guys!" Kyouka ran off, she could see that the dorm wasn't that far away so it was a plausible excuse.

Kaminari was receiving the same kind of treatment from the guys, albeit; to a lesser degree since the guys didn't care as much about trivial things.

"So, have you fucked her yet?" Mineta asked nonchalantly, with one eye open.

"What kind of uncool question is that bro?!" Unlike Kyouka, Kaminari was far more animated.

"Just thought I'd ask, I'll take that as a no," Mineta shrugged causing Kaminari's hair to stand on end in frustration.

"Gonna hit up the gym this evening with me Kaminari?" Kirishima asked, trying to pry out of him whether or not he had plans.

"Nah, not tonight. I'm falling behind on some studying and I gotta catch up."

"You? Study? Now I'm certain that society is going to crumble," Iida didn't crack jokes very often but the thought of Kaminari studying was hilarious.

"Ah, whatever man! I'm just trying to pass alright?"

"Well, I think it's a good thing you're trying so hard," Midoriya sheepishly added to the conversation, Uraraka in tow. He offered her to go ahead with her female classmates but she didn't want to let go of his hand to both of their embarrassment. The class "aw'd" in unison at them.

It felt like an eternity long interrogation but the two of them managed to make it back to the dorms relatively unscathed. Irritated? Yes but nobody caught wind of their plans to study this evening.

The two of them would have laughed if they realized just how identical their routines were prior to their study date. Both of them showered, shaved (everywhere), brushed their teeth, put on their outfits, used cologne/perfume and waited at the edge of their bed impatiently for 6:00 PM to roll around.

At about 5:45 PM, Kaminari slung his backpack strap over his left shoulder and sauntered out of the room. He tried to look as inconspicuous as he possibly could as he crossed over through the common area so that neither of the few classmates who were hanging out there would stop him.

Just when he thought he was in the clear he heard a voice call out behind him and he cringed.

"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?" Mina prodded. He looked back to see her resting her arms and head on the back of the couch; eyeing him playfully.

She was referring to the semi-formal attire that Kaminari would never be caught dead in. A nice button up shirt, sleek jeans, and a pair of shoes that weren't worn and ratty. Definitely suspicious in the minds of his classmates.

"Heading over to the library," he responded quickly, with indifference.

"Why do you need to dress up to go to the library? Do you have the hots for the librarian?" She asked coyly, eyebrows shifting to represent her eagerness to tease her friend.

"Maybe I do," Kaminari shrugged "but I'm gonna get going before they shut the place down for the night."

He had to keep it short and sweet because he really didn't want to be late getting over there. Hopefully, his neutral attitude would deter her from prying any further.

"Ugh, you're no fun K!"

Kaminari revealed a toothy grin and turned his back to the lot, waving back at them.

"Don't wait up!"

It's getting down to crunch time! I wonder how the "Study date" will play out?

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