Thanks Internet! Now I know how must of a dork I am while making this chapter!

4/16/17: I didn't make much changes other than adding more description.

"So, do you now understand what you'll be needed to do?" A man with tired eyes ask his new worker in front of him, who's still in training.

"Y-Yes!" the fifteen years old boy with uncontrollable green curly hair respond with shaky resolve.

Izuku Midoriya recently got a part-time job at Tokyo's local supermarket! Not only it's a ten minutes bike ride away from his home. He can get a discount on groceries in case of his own needs or to help his mom with the shopping.

"Alright, I'm counting on you with the unloading." Izuku's manager said before heading to his office to get some shut eyes.

The green-haired boy turn his head to the crates full of citrus fruits. With a fist pump of motivation and a deep breath, he began his duty by picking up the crates of limes, placing them in shelves.

"So far, so good." He mumble to himself. By the time he picked up the second crate... the "Deku" within resurface as he didn't notice the wet floor sign, and walk right into it and trip over it. Landing hard on the floor with his face first, letting go of the crate, not being able to see the fruits are rolling away from the crate.

"A-Ah, the fruits!" Crying out realizing all the limes are scattering everywhere. Not even thinking about the crate he left behind, quickly got on his feet to approach them, and crouch down in attempting in gathering. quickly picking one up and putting them in his other arm, carrying them.

"crap crap crap crap crap..." He mutter to himself quickly as his hands is collecting the green fruit.

Too busy with cleaning up his mistake and hearing his own muttering, he didn't hear small taps of small heels.

"Need help?" A curious voice range his ears.

Izuku slowly turn and look up to find a girl towering over him. The first he notice is the girl's outfit of a simple caramel three-quarter shirt, a maroon skirt, and black small heels. Then his eyes travel to her face before meeting her chocolate brown eyes.

"U-Uh, no, t-thank you." Izuku answer shyly, feeling his face warming up against to his liking. He quickly return to collecting the limes. Finally able to gather all the limes in his arm, he rose up too quickly, or more like he didn't realize how close she was to him, acciddently bump into the girl...

dropping all the limes again.

"S-Sorry- shoot, not again!" He return to his previous position. Getting even more fluster knowing that a cute girl is watching over his clumsy moves. His hands shakily reach for one of the lime, but someone else beat him to it. The hand belong to none other than the girl with chocolate color eyes. When she lift her head up to have her come face to face with Izuku's. She reveal a small smile.

"Thanks." mustering an awkward smile of his own. And so they continue on with re-collecting fruits.

Izuku continue on glancing at the brunette before him once in a while. Of course life starting hating on the green-haired boy for he jab at one of the lime in his caged arm, causing all of them to fall out from under.

"Ah, come on!" He curse under his breath. "Man, I'm so bad at pick-up limes..."

"Pick-up limes?" He look up with a curious face when he met with the girl's questioning smirk and raised eyebrow. "Are you serious?" The brunette ask with sly disbelief.

At first the part-timer didn't get what she's asking, and so his mind process what he was just said. A few moments later he just got what she was implying, fluster as he then wave his free hand.

"I-I didn't mean I-it like that...! I didn't know i-it was a pick-up lim- line!" Getting more embarrass by the second.

"Pfft, I was just messing with you." She politely silence the boy. Then she got from her knees and look around to find an empty crate, and said one thing to the boy before grabbing the crate. "At least I thought you were."

"O-Oh no, I wouldn't know any fruit pick-up lines if I actually were." A hesitated chuckle escape Izuku's lips. A sound of wood tapped against the market's floor tile, switching his focus to the empty crate in front of him, and then to her.

"Try me." The brunette return to her kneel position to continue helping Izuku. But she didn't move her hands and just stare straight at him with a challenging grin. The curly-haired part-timer was at a loss for a moment before wracking his brain in finding a funny joke... well a joke in general.

"No buts, no cuts, no...coconuts?" He stares at the ceiling with the first thing that pop into his head. Hearing laughter, he immediately brought his head down to see the girl in front of him having a temporary laughing fit.

"Not a pick-up line, but coconut is a fruit." She points out the good and bad, much to his embarrassment.

"Alright my turn." She prepare herself with a comedic flirting gesture. "Honeydew you know how fine you look right now."

It was Izuku's turn burst out laughing.

"Oh! I got one, you're the apple in my eye."

"Lemon something good."

"If you were a fruit, you'd be a fineapple."

Time goes by to where they escalated from previously fruit pick-up line to food pick-up lines in general.

"If you were a veetable, you'd be a Cutecumber."

"If you were a fruit, you'd be fineapple."

"You must be cheddar cheese. 'Cause you're lookin' sharp."

"You must be PB, 'cause you're making my legs feel like jelly."

"You must be ice, 'cause you're sure keeping your cool."

"You're looking gouda.

"Your name must Candy. Because you're so sweet."

Both parties of horrible food pick-up lines end up sitting on the floor, laughing to their hearts' content, and almost on the verge of tears for laughing too hard.

"That aside," The young girl regaining breath. "My name's actually Ochako Uraraka."

"Ah, Izuku Midoriya." The boy find it totally strange. Before, he was acting like a stuttering robot in front of a cute girl he just met, after a few bad pick-up lines, he's become very casual with a stranger as if they been long time friends.

They both shared mutual smiles as everything calm down to a comfortable silent. Coming face-to-face with each other they sav and plain as white paper, they just stared into each other's eyes.

Neither want to break this peaceful moment.

"Midoriya!" An irritated voice rang the air and bringing Izuku and Ochako back to reality. heads turning to the owner the voice, the manager of the supermarket and Izuku's boss. The older man just got out of his office to check up on the young part-timer. Instead find the green citruses scatter on the floor, and some still rolling to who knows where. "Why are there limes everywhere?! I thought you said that you got this!"

"C-Crap! Sorry, Aizawa sir!" Izuku immediately got on his feet but didn't move when he felt his work shirt being tug.

Looking down to see Ochako still sitting on the floor, with a handful of his fabric shirt, and her tinted pink cheeks blooming. When green eyes lock-in gaze with her brown eyes, she ask the unexpected.

"If...If I... If I give you my number, will you kale me?"

This left the receiver of the question speechless. A second later he gave a swift respond as he help the brunette get on her own two feet.

"How about until after my shift?"

Thank you again Internet for the wonderful food pick-up lines. I should add this in SnS soon...INSPIRATION!

5/28/17: I know a revise isn't what you guys are wanting to see. But I'm basically dealing with lack of motivation. But seem youriously. Have you ever dealt with a problem where you know what you want to write and how the plot is already planned out... and when you begin writing, you have no idea how to write it out?

*creativity struggle