I got the idea from Antistalker from webtoons minus the werewolves and vampires. Shout out to my friend Garnet168 for reading my stuff first!

Tags:

Locker break ins, support items, Tomura goes to UA, Fluff, Secret Crush, Awkward Crush, Awkward Flirting, Boy Love Fanfiction, Quirk Issues, Teasing, Stalking Gifts

Izuku had been through a lot of things in his life. He had been bullied, beat up, almost kidnapped and taken over by a slime villain, told he couldn't be a hero and had been through the ringer for a bunch of other shit but none of it was as bad as this. He stood in front of his locker with it wide open just staring into it trying to make sense of what the actual fuck was going on.

There was a bouquet of flowers with a green bunny plushie and a box of chocolate with a book on quirk history.

Ten times last week someone had broken into his locker and left him some flowers with other things. One time it was four times in one damn day.

How…. how in the fuck do they keep doing this?

Izuku rubbed his temples while staring at it.

"Your stalker knows you well….. I don't know what to tell you Deku," Ochako said as she scratched her head, "They know you pretty damn well to know what kind of things you like."

The teen didn't even like bunnies but more than once he was told his costume looked like a green rabbit with a creepy smile. Something like that rabbit from Donnie Darko. He still didn't want to change it at all.

"I don't like rabbits…. Not enough to collect stuffed animals of them," he muttered.

"Maybe they think you look like a bunny like everyone else. Maybe your stalker is trying to tease you a little."

"I have to say that is fascinating."

Izuku glanced at Neito.

"You've…. You've seen who's been doing this?"

"Nope. Though…. I had heard a few of the second years were coming up here lately."

"Would you even tell me if you knew?"

Neito smirked.

Izuku had gotten along with him after he caught the blonde boy being bullied. He collectively beat up three men (they looked like it) without much effort and carried the boy to the nearest clinic. Luckily, nothing was broken and Izuku even carried him home. After that, Monoma had been more tolerant of Izuku and even his class as a whole.

"I might- for a piece of your chocolate."

Izuku snorted and opened it up. He handed Ochako a piece then Neito. He popped one in his mouth.

It tastes expensive as hell. I wonder who likes me that much.

Whoever it was had some great lock picking skills and whoever it was always locked it back up when they were done.

How considerate.

"I saw a guy with grayish hair but I never saw his face. He was definitely taller than us though."

"That helps actually. Was he at my locker when you saw him?"

"No but I had noticed him a few times and he looked really shy."

"Stalker hits again?"

The three of them turned to see Hitoshi Shinsou standing there.

"Yea."

"That's some good chocolate."

The purple haired boy leaned in.

"You want a piece?"

"Hell yea."
Izuku snorted. He certainly didn't sound enthusiastic about it to the normal person but when you're friends with someone like Hitoshi, you pick up the small changes to the tone in his voice after a while.

"The most interesting thing about this is the book," Neito said, looking at the black cover, "They must be watching you to know you write all those damn notebooks."

"Yea…. you're right."
"I wonder if you would really call him a stalker though," Ochako said.

The three boys stared at her.

"Well, what if he admires you and wants you to analyze him? Maybe he needs some help?"

"Wait- what makes you think it's a guy?" Hitoshi said, staring at her.

"Oh it's a guy. It's obvious."

"Are you even gay?" the blonde boy asked with a big grin.

"I don't know?" Izuku said, sounding like he was questioning himself, "Am I?"

"I wouldn't be shocked," she said, "You fanboyed over All Might…. You like men or you're more attracted to them than women. You could be bi…. You can be anything Izuku. You don't even have to put on a label but it is a guy."
"How do you know though?" Hitoshi asked, scratching his neck.

"Girls are more…. Intense with crushes. There would be subtle but very cute stuff in here. The plushie and flowers are cute but the fact you got a book means it's a guy. He notices you're smart. He knows your interests. He knows that you like chocolate, you love the flowers even though you would deny it. He knows people tease you about your hero costume and he knows you're smarter than most people in the school. He's appealing to everything instead of trying to woo you."

The boys just stared at her.

"You read enough romance fanfiction and you would know what I'm talking about," she said with a laugh, "Something tells me this guy reads them too or romantic shoujo manga. Plus, girls like leaving notes too. He hasn't left one yet."

"Maybe you should leave one for the guy," Hitoshi, "You know…. To show your appreciation."
"I don't think that would be a good idea. This guy has a romantic interest and you may send the wrong signal," Neito said, "Unless you want to know for sure."

"I'll think about it."
Izuku pulled all the stuff out of his locker and placed what he could in his book bag. He would definitely read that book in his free time. He didn't have that one yet and it looked brand new….

It must be a new release.

X

X

Aizawa didn't say anything to Izuku when he came in with the flowers. He only shook his head before sitting at his desk. It had been going on for a month already and the boy had a damn garden by now.

The girls got all excited over the pretty flowers and bombarded him with questions but he couldn't answer them. He kept the thought to himself that it might be from a guy.

That thought alone made it hard for him to concentrate.

Am I though? I had a crush on Ochako for a while…. But that is over already…. I mean… Is there a big difference between liking a girl and a guy?

Like hell if he would know.

After class he got Ochako's attention and pulled her to the side.

"Hey…. I need some…. Help."

She arched an eyebrow at him.

"What is it lover boy?" she asked and he blushed furiously at that.

"I…. Can you send me some…. Reading material? You know…."

He looked down at the floor.

"OH! Of course Izuku! I would love to! What kind are you looking for? Romantic? Dirty? Down right disgusting? Dirty with some romance?"

This was a mistake.

"Um…. I guess all of them? I want to get the general feel for the…. Thing. Um…. Can you make sure they're not terribly long too?"

Ochako slapped her hands on his freckled face and grinned.

"I gotcha! Don't you worry….. Read them alone. You don't want to read them around other people. Some of them are pretty intense."

"In-intense?"

She gave him a lecherous grin making him gulp.

This was a mistake-

"Let's just say… You'll need some relief after what you read."
X

Izuku went back to his dorm, placing the flowers in his bathroom sink with a few others that were in it..

I wish whoever it is would cool it on the flowers. I have no place left for them.

His room smelled like a floral shop at this point. His phone went off a moment ago with four stories. It was characters he hadn't even heard of from some anime Ochako watched. They were all 'boy love' pairings as she had called it. Apparently it was her favorite….

The one labeled 'My Omega' was the one she said was romantic and dirty.

How dirty could it be? I mean… It's Ochako. She's the sweetest most innocent person I have ever met.

Izuku unpacked the other stuff from his bag and then sat on the bed with the box of chocolates. He was going to ruin his dinner but he didn't care.

It was weird and it wasn't something he would tell his friends but he liked the special attention he was getting. No one had given him that kind of attention ever. He never had an actual girlfriend or boyfriend in his whole life. No one had ever wanted him since he was quirkless for the longest time.

I just wonder who it is…. And he's older apparently. A second year….

Izuku hummed and popped another chocolate in his mouth.

This is about twenty thousand words. I can read this in about an hour or so. Maybe I'll get a feel for what being with a guy is.

Well…. One hour and thirty minutes later he was beating down Ochako's door, shrieking profanities at her. She opened it with a devious smile. Her friend's face was bright red- totally an unhealthy shade of red at that. She grinned rather proudly at his reaction.

"What's the problem?" she asked like she didn't know already.

"You read that kind of stuff?!" he hissed.

"Yup and so does Momo. You would be surprised but there are a few others and we have a 'Yaoi Club'. I won't name the boys but yea. We like that kind of stuff."

"But-

"Real gay relationships take more prep if you get my drift."

She wagged her eyebrows at him and he felt himself die inside.

"Read 'The Prince of All' and that's more realistic even if it's magic based. 'Vampire Boy' is more romantic with supernatural themes and 'The Crush' is kind of sad but it's romantic too."

"My god Ochako-

"Why are you so flustered? I mean it's not real life but it shouldn't have that kind of effect on you."

Izuku looked horrified.

"I…. I never read or watched anything like that. Just…. Hero stuff."

Ochako's eyebrows shot up.

"I don't why I'm surprised but I am."

He frowned and stuck his tongue out at her. She snickered and flicked his forehead.

"Just read the others. We can talk more then."

Oh my god-

So, Izuku went through and read the others, ignoring the calls for him to eat dinner. When he finished 'The Crush' he had to take a bath and ponder his existence as he cried. It definitely was very sad and he couldn't stop feeling emotional for the last twenty minutes.

Why did she do this to me?

After a while, he got out of the bath and dressed himself. He went into the dorm kitchen and found Katsuki was standing there packing up the leftovers of some fried rice he had made. Their eyes met, leaving them standing there awkwardly.

"You finally came out to fuckin' eat huh?"

"I-I guess."

"Your dumbass probably laid there and ate that chocolate that creepy fucker left ya, huh?"

Izuku blushed, "It was good chocolate."

"Who is it?" he asked, staring into his eyes.

"I-I don't know but I would like to get to know them."

Katsuki arched an eyebrow.

"That's fuckin' weird."

"N-not really! They seem to know me. I wonder if it's someone from our year?"

The blonde shrugged before turning away. Izuku took a step forward just when Katsuki thrust a container of food into his hands.

"I saved you some. You better fuckin' eat it and stop eating so much damn chocolate."

"Ok, thanks Kacchan."

"Whatever."

"You two aren't fighting are you?"

The two teens turned around to see Aizawa standing there with a tired look on his face.

"NO!" Izuku said defensively and a little too loud.

"Naw, just making sure he eats is all."

"Ah, I see."

Eraserhead shoved his hands into his pockets, looking at the floor.

"So… Do you have any more of that food left? I could smell it in my room."

The blonde teen snorted and handed him a plastic container.

"There's more left if ya want any."
Katsuki placed the containers in the fridge and walked away. Izuku sat at the island, staring at his teacher. Aizawa didn't walk in there often because he claimed he would get a headache just staring at them or hearing anything come out of Mina's mouth but Izuku had a feeling the food wasn't why he was there.

Something else was up.

"Hey…. sensei…. Do you want to talk?"

The man nodded and sat beside him.

"Is this about the flowers?" he asked shyly.

The teacher snorted.

"Kind of. The person behind it is the reason why I'm here. I know who it is."

Izuku blinked….

"You…. you do?"

"Yea. It's a second year student. He doesn't get along with anyone else. I think the only person he hangs out with is Mei Hatsume. She's been trying to help him."

Izuku frowned, "Help him?"

"Yea. His quirk apparently is rather problematic."

"Do you know his name?"

Eraserhead shook his head.

"I don't. I kind of think he wanted your help and then maybe he was too shy? I can't really answer as to why he would keep placing flowers in your locker though. Maybe leave him a note and tell him no more floral arrangements. It's making my allergies act up."

The teacher stood up and walked away.

For just a moment, Izuku's heart sank.

Oh. So it's not a crush after all.