Wired Differently

by fimlover66

probably should be K , but T just to be safe. A TodoDeku slow burn love story with a twist. Both characters have a mental illness, Midoriya has general anxiety and Todoroki has CPTSD. this story will explore the illness as well as their relationship. I have both illnesses and will be writing from experience and research, but mostly experience.(this story is also on wattpad and AO3)

7. Chapter 7: school

Midoriya's POV

The next day I followed did as my therapist asked, I asked Todoroki to sit with me, Iida, Ochaco, my heart raced as I made eye contact. He agreed with no hesitation and even a small smile that made my heart melt a little. After we got out food he fallowed me to my usual table, that I sit with Iidap-kun and Ochako-kun. He took the seat against the divider between the tables. He tends to do that, sit in corners with his back against a wall. He didn't talk much that day, despite our best effort to bring him into our conversation. His answers were always direct, not in a mean way, his voice is so genital. He looked at me a lot, maybe, I don't know! All I know is that every time he looks at me I get this weird feeling in my stomach, is he looking at me this much I don't usually notice how often people look at each other during conversations. Is he examining me? Am I overthinking this? probably.

Todoroki's POV

The bell rang, time for lunch. I waited as the room emptied out before heading out myself, I don't like it when people walk behind me. Today Midoriya remained, he appeared to be waiting for me. He approached me to ask if I would like to sit with him at lunch. I agreed, wanting to spend time with him since the sports festival. I was also just glad to be included. I just didn't understand why he would want to spend time with me.

I sat with him, Iida, and Uraraka. They were all being very nice. They made sure to include me in the conversation; I was not used to that. My answers were short and precise. I did not know how to keep a conversation going. lucky for me, I didn't need to. My attention kept drifting to the green-haired boy. Out of all of them, he tried his hardest to include me in the conversation.

This pattern continued for the next couple of weeks. I believe I was getting better at conversations. My responses were still straightforward and brief. I didn't think that that would ever change. I was happy. I never had friends before, it was nice. Though I still felt like an outsider, like they would just get bored of me. Though there was something special about Midoriya. Waited for me at the end of each class so we could walk together. It was nice that someone cared that much about me. I didn't know what I did to deserve this.

AN

Yes, I know that I'm stretching out the timeline a little, I will get to midterms and summer training soon.