There was a very good chance that he failed that test, already he could think of a dozen questions that he would have answered differently, and a dozen more he knew he got wrong. His every thought was slow and being pulled away from whatever he was trying to do, focusing was like trying to swim upstream as a waterfall tried to consume him.

A waterfall called Emi.

She smiled at him this morning like she did every morning since she got here, walked alongside him, making him laugh with one stupid joke after another on their way to class. Just like everything was perfectly normal between them. She must have forgotten or thought it was just a dream. Or maybe she was just pretending that the whole thing didn't happen?

Was that a good thing? In a way yes, in others no. Sleep eluded him all night as he did little more but think about that kiss, about how soft her lips were, how nice it felt. And how he took advantage of her. After carrying her to her room, and listening to her mumble about random things and falling asleep a few times, he kissed her.

She was tired, not in her right mind, half asleep, vulnerable, and he let his stupid crush get the better of him and he took advantage of her. It was a breach of her trust and friendship. It was all he could think about, it hurt to even look at Emi. She needed to know, honesty would be the best way to overcome this.

But how was he supposed to do that? He couldn't even tell a girl that he liked her! He was so hopeless and Gah! Why was this so-

"Izuku!" Emi bounced up after him a giant smile on her face as she grabbed onto his arm. She wasted no time in pulling him down the hallway. "How'd you do on the test? Are you feeling okay?" She leaned in her smile turning narrow and dangerous her eyebrows waggling their way up into her bandana. "I didn't keep you up to late did I?"

Yes, he spent all night flipping in his bed trying to process what the hell had happened. She was so close, why was she holding his arm like that? His eyes fell to her lips as they twitched into an even wider smile. How would she react if she found out that he kissed her last night? She'd probably hate him.

What was he supposed to do?

"I umm, didn't sleep well last night," He mumbled trying hard not to look at her. It just reminded him of his betrayal of her trust. And a reminder that he actually liked the kiss. But that just made things worse. It was such a villainous thing. It was disgusting.

"Oh," He could hear the concern in her voice and already picture the sparkle in her eyes as she came up with some idea. Probably one that wouldn't help with his crush and make him feel even more guilty. She pulled his arm again, forcing eye contact. "Hey I know, let's get something to eat!" Her eyes scanned the hallway and she drew close enough that her breath sent a shiver down his spine. "Then once you get that we can go back to the dorm and you can take a nap on my lap."

What? That was something that couples did, wasn't it? Why would she want to do that? "I umm, well the thing, is, I umm, I can't. I think, that, I um, we should, that is, umm."

"Hmm," she let go of his arm and he found his feet glued to the ground as her inverted green eyes bore into him with the same ferocity she had whenever she fought. "You're afraid of something aren't you?"

She pressed her finger against his chest, quickly finding his back against the wall. He was cornered, trapped, no escape, his classmates either too lost in thought to notice him or doing their best to ignore him, abandoning him to whatever fate Emi had planned for him. "I, That, I mean, I Uhh,"

"Is it me?" her scowl cracked into a smile, "Or perhaps you're afraid I'll find out about something you did?"

She knew! She had to know! She wasn't mad yet so that was good! But what if this was just some massive prank and he was about to get publicly humiliated in the worst possible way. "I umm."

"But, I suppose the question is," she fixed his tie, pulling it just a hair too tight and leaning up to meet him easily. He had no place else to look but her face, and there was no place there that was safe. She had beautiful eyes, rosy cheeks, a beautiful smile, and a cute nose. "What on Earth could Izuku Midoriya do that would make him afraid of little ole me?"

He swallowed, only to find his heart beating in his throat. Adrenaline surged through his body and he felt ready to burst at any moment. It was like trying to hold back One for All, but much worse.

Her hand pressed against his chest like an unmovable weight on both his mind and body. "Well, Izuku, have anything you want to admit?"

"Yes!" The word burst from his mouth propelled by a virulent mixture of courage, guilt, fear, and fondness. He closed his eyes, letting everything follow that burst. "I'm sorry Emi, last night after I took you back to your room and you were half asleep you made me laugh and I took advantage of you and kissed you I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry I hope you can forgive me?"

She took a step back, but her fingers were still pressed against his chest. What was she doing? Was she smiling frowning? Laughing? He opened his eyes just enough. She wasn't smiling, her hand dropped from his chest and his heart along with it. "Oh, so you're feeling guilty that you kissed me last night while I was sleepy?"

He nodded, flinching under her gaze and pushing back against the wall. "I'm sorry."

"Well, then," a smile was woven into her voice as though it was sung. And he felt the fear lift just long enough to look at her. She was smiling, it was a wry teasing that made his spine tingle. She wasn't mad. Far from it, she seemed almost happy? "Your punishment for it will be taking me out on a date this Saturday."

"What?" His brain must be broken, or his ears, or both. "A date?"

She laughed twirling in place, "Yep! You have to plan it, oh and pay for it cause I'm still broke, so plan something cheap. But make sure there's good food and lots of fun. Ahh, I'm excited now!"

"A date?" He asked once more eyes wide as he stared at her. She looked so happy and pleased with herself. Did she want to date him? "You want to date me?"

"Yep! It sounds like fun! Can you just imagine how awesome having me as your girlfriend would be? Your life would be filled with constant laughter!" She laughed placing her hands on her hips and sticking out her chest. "I'm actually a little jealous, but you're plenty of fun too Izuku."

"This isn't a joke right?" He stepped towards her, the fact that they were talking about this in the middle of a hallway was not lost to him. But he needed to know. It seemed like such a cruel joke.

She nodded, eyes closed and her mouth open. "No joke. I want to date you. What do you say, we got a date?"

"Yes!" he shouted, his cheeks burning and his skin felt like it was being tickled by a thousand needles. He had so much planned to do what was he supposed to do on a date? Did he have someone to talk to? What was he supposed to do? He needed to do research! There had to be something about this online.

"Awesome, now if you'll excuse me, I'm freak'n starving. Go get some rest Izuku, you're going to need a lot of energy for tomorrow" Oh yea, today was Friday, that meant his date was tomorrow? Emi walked up next to him placing a hand on his shoulder bringing him once more into to reality. "Oh and."

She leaned up, pressing her lips against his just long enough to share a heartbeat. His hormones just found out how to use One for All and now they were going wild, telling him to do that again and again, to never stop kissing her, that it was the most wonderful thing in the world.

"I was the one to kiss you, so don't worry so much, okay?" She pulled away and vanished around the corner leaving him to reboot his brain.

All the weariness in his body, the fogginess of his mind was washed away with that encounter, and the kiss had left him feeling more energized than ever before. His body wanted to chase after Emi, to hold her hand and just be near here. But his brain was doing that thing where he over thought things. A lot.

"Wow," He looked over to see Sero of all people standing in the hallway, eyes all but bulging out of his head. He let out a whistle and chuckled rubbing the back of his head. "So I guess that's why she wasn't interested in me at all last night. You work fast Deku. I'm kinda jealous you get to date all the grade A hotties."

Oh, yea. He had almost forgotten about that. Clutching his fist he put on the best smile he could and looked Sero in the eyes and channeled his inner Kacchan. "I owe you a punch by the way, but that can wait."

He didn't wait for his response, running down the hallway to chase after Emi. "Hey Emi, wait up! I'll eat with you."

It was wonderful how well his hand fit hers.

AN: Hey look they're a couple! Kind of! Ms. Joke is fun to write. Especially because she's a troll and I love her.