Nervous? Yes. Awkward? Absolutely. Rattled? Very much so. Scared stiff to his feet glued to the floor? Of course.

Overall terrified? YES.

What was supposed to be a fun, casual hang out in the 3-A dorm for movie night has somehow and unfortunately taken a turn for the worse for Midoriya as the rain is now forcing him to remain within the dorm for the night. Normally he would have no issue in staying over at somebody else's abode as he had no quarrel with sleeping on the floor or the couch if his host was generous enough to allow him that opportunity. But tonight his place of sleep would be different as it not only would be within the 3-A dorm, but in somebody else's room. And not only somebody else's room, but a girl's room. And NOT ONLY a girl's room, but Hado's.

Yes, Hado's. THE Nejire Hado's room is where he would be spending the night as the fun-loving and brightly beaming third year was so generous and kind to lend her quarters to him. Spending a night in the same room as a girl was already poison enough for Midoriya, but for that room to be the same person who made his world seem a lot more colorful and bouncy? Zeus strike him with lightning as he fears the level of stupidity that he might accidentally bring from within himself. What level of atrocity will his stutters reach? What secrets of Eden's garden will he witness that is not meant for the eyes of man? A bra? A pair of panties? A THONG?

Easy. Calming and preventing himself from spontaneously combustion into an embarrassing explosion was his main priority at the moment. Though, it was infinitely easier said than done as Midoriya stood right outside of Hado's wide open door to her room, the third year in question zipping around her domain as she happily hummed a tune in her throat while setting up her room.

From the outside looking in, even with the lights off Midoriya could tell that Hado's room was primarily a baby blue color in it's tone. From the giant, oval-shaped baby blue rug at the foot of her bed, to the baby blue blanket with baby blue pillow covers, to the baby blue colored dresser pushed against the right side of her room with an oval shaped mirror on it, the baby blue colored streaks of paint that looked like a rainbow on the left most wall, and of course not mentioning the comically sized teddy bear on her bed that was as big if not bigger than him...also baby blue colored. It wasn't too much of a stretched assumption to guess that baby blue was probably within Hado's top ten most favored colors.

In his mind the first year was plotting out several bullet points and important tags as far as what he needs to stay away from and what to do. For starters the dresser and closet were IMMEDIATE no-go's, for the sake of his feeble mind and for the sake of not wanting to make himself look like a pervert, he's steering clear of those areas to avoid catching a peek of a stray tag off a bra or pair of underwear. He already knows what size Hado's breasts are, BIG, he doesn't need to know the exact letter and number. Next on his list was to if possible, keep his hands by his side at all times and avoid physically coming into contact with Hado. It's bad enough that a few of the third years gave him somewhat dirty looks when they heard he gets the opportunity of staying in Hado's room, and he would prefer to spare himself the accusations of a creep or molester because he accidentally touched Hado in a way that was uncomfortable or unwanted.

Though, there was something quite odd as he continued to think about how many ways this could go wrong. As nervous and awkward as he was about sleeping in her room, strangely he felt a level of comfort that was hard to describe. Certainly, this was the same girl's room that's caught his attention many times before and he'll admit has made his heart squeeze whenever she was close and nearby. He was rattled yes but oddly enough he was also, dare he say, looking forward to spending the night in her room. Her cute bubbly nature made the aspect sound fun, especially when coupling it with the possibility of binge watching something that she's excited about. And to think, this is what Uraraka and Asui were missing out on. Shame for them.

"Hey hey, you know you're more than welcome to come on in right?" Hado asked from her room, the shock of static traveling through Midoriya's body at the thought of entering Eden's garden. "Can't have you sleeping out in the hall now can we? Not with the big bad boogeyman going around haha."

"Y-Yeah heh, yeah." He nervously replied. "Boogeyman."

"Well, aren't you going to?"

Midoriya gulped with his arms clutched tightly onto the blanket and pillow that he carried in front of him, looking down at his feet like a toddler discovering they have legs. Time slowed to the pace of a snail as his right foot slowly lifted itself up, lurched forward, and stepped inside of Hado's room with a thump. That's one small step for man, and with the next came a giant leap for mankind.

THUMP*

Literally.

Hado rotated her head like an owl towards the boy who teetered on his left foot after accidentally leaping into the girl's room, his face blank of any brain activity and comprehension. His eyes locked with hers, teeth grinning nervously in their pearly whites amidst the darkness of her room. "Ha, haha. I-I uh, just wanted to make things fun y-you know? Pretending your room was the moon and...yeah."

Hado giggled. "You're a silly willy. Hey hey come on up here!"

"U-UH, you mean up here as in, up here on your bed?"

"Yeah of course! How else are we gonna watch the show on my laptop?"

"Well uh, I just thought that uh, that you uh...o-okay."

KRAKOOM*

Lightning flashed from the outside of Hado's window followed by a heaven shaking clap of thunder immediately after, Midoriya staring at the edge of her bed as if he had no clue as to what he was looking at. Sleeping in a girl's room was one thing but to be invited onto the same girl's bed while said girl is sitting with her legs cross in the middle and setting up her laptop? The feat made mastering One For All seem like absolute child's play. What was it with his innate instinct of becoming so locked whenever it came to pretty girls? It's not as if pretty girls were the ones that bullied him while he was Quirkless, they practically had no part in his life up until now.

Though a question for a different time, the question for this time was how long he would be standing like an idiot before he accepted Hado's invitation. Not long was the answer as marched his way towards the bed like a robot who has never experienced the sensation of lubricant around his joints, each of his steps creaking up to the perfect 45 degree angle and coming back down. Eventually Midoriya managed to somehow make it to the bed, climbing onto his knees and shuffling towards Hado on her left. Her covers were soft he'll note, as if he was riding a cloud meant only for the pure hearted. No wonder she her behavior and mannerisms were so fluffy all the time.

"Even though the power's down as well as the internet, I still have the series downloaded onto my laptop." Hado stated. "I LOOOOVE watching it as I'm doing my homework or on my free time it's really good."

"Sure. S-Sounds good."

Hado looked to her left and found her first year companion practically locked like a statue with his hands over his knees, a puff of a chuckle huffing through her nose with a cute smile. "You okay Midoriya? You seem a little tense over there, and by little I mean a lot."

"I-I'm fine...sorta ha." He nervously laughed. "Just uh, never really been in this kind of situation before."

"What? In a sleepover?"

"No, I've had sleepovers before when I was a little kid it's not that that I'm uncomfortable with it's...Senpai can I ask you something?"

"Sure what is it?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable with the notion of a guy spending the night in your room and you don't even know him that well? I'm not saying that I'm uncomfortable with you Senpai cause I am actually I like you-AS A FRIEND, I-I like you as a friend and I'm okay with being around you. But, doesn't it feel a little too inviting for you to suggest me to sleep in your room despite not knowing me that much?"

"Nope!"

The boy pulled his head back slightly, a surprised jump of his eyebrows at how quick and confident she was to answer. "Really?"

"Yup! Really really!" Hado grinned. "You're right, in other circumstances it could be a teeny bit weird if I let a guy I don't know that well to sleep in my room. I mean if I don't know them at all, who knows what could of stuff they might do you know? But, speaking honestly? I don't feel uncomfortable at all around you Midoriya. You're a really nice person, and I like that about you. I know this might seem like a silly thing to you but it's happened to me more often than you'd think in the past, and that's when guys take a look at...well, my chest putting it simply."

"*AHEHEM*. I-I see. NOT SEE AS IN SEE YOUR CHEST HA! See as in see your...situation, thing, problem...y-yeah."

"Yeah, and it honestly happens a lot frequently that you might think it happens. Yeah I know we're all teenagers going through things and what not but, not once have I caught you trying to look at me down there whenever it's just you and I. You always maintain eye contact with me, and it makes me know that I don't have to worry about your eyes wandering to places where they shouldn't be. I know to you as a guy it might sound weird but, if you were in my shoes you'd understand. And knowing that I don't have to worry about that I can be at ease and relaxed around you, and I like that a lot about you. I like you a lot!"

THUMP THUMP*

The bass of his heart beat crashed against his ear drums, the blood flooding his head in an instant and so quickly he had no chance to prevent the feeling of being momentarily lightheaded. The three words that he never thought he would hear out of her mouth had just been directed to him, and this wasn't a dream. No, this was reality. And there was nothing on this planet that was going to stop him from-

"You're a really good friend!"

Aaaaaand there it is. Of course, this was reality. This wasn't, a dream.

The feeling of ecstatic joy and blood rushing to his head instantly subsided like a light switch, the heaviness that is the friend zone dropping onto his shoulders like a barbell loaded with plates. What exactly was he hoping for there? Hado out of the baby blue colored void just admitting to him that she had a liking for the first year? It was one thing to never give up one's dreams, but he had a much better chance of stumbling across a live unicorn than to hear those words spill from her lips. So help him that somebody with a unicorn Quirk crosses his path.

A confused smile, if there ever was such a thing, spread itself across his face as he tried to play off her words with a cool cucumber composure. "Thanks, Senpai. You're a really good friend too."

"Thanks. So, ready to start watching?"

"Sure, why don't we."

Several Hours Later*

"-take off your helmets! Show them you're not the enemy!...THEY'RE CLOOONES!"

"Waiiiit, what?"

"Okay, so the guy with a lot of arms tricked the two groups into fighting each other." Hado explained. "Because remember they were told that the bad guys were using THEIR armor and stuff to look like them, so they were tricked into shooting their own teammates."

"OHHHHH." Midoriya oh'd with an understanding nod. "Okay okay I get it now I get it now. Huh, you know I was getting this suspicious feeling about the whole thing but, I didn't think they'd manage to pit the two groups against each other like that. That's actually really smart."

"Really really smart."

KRAKOOM*

"Hmmmm."

Several seasons into their binge watching, Midoriya's taken note about something that at first he brushed aside but after witnessing again, and again, and again after every lightning strike, he could ignore it no longer. It was subtle due to her not wanting to disturb his attention from the laptop, but whenever lightning strikes and the room brightened from the strike's glow, Hado would barely, just barely but just enough shift around on her butt in an uncomfortable manner. Mr. Soft Serve that she clutched under her bust would be held onto tightly, and for the quickest of moments there was a distasteful expression on her face at the raging weather.

There was something about heavy rain that clearly shifted the third year around at her core. Though, whether that was something to be asked or not asked is depending upon the person. Of course somebody such as Haya, Togata or Amajiki could easily ask her what the reason is for Hado not liking the rain but Midoriya doubts he would get any sort of answer if he tried asking directly. Still though, he felt a brew of pity boiling in his stomach whenever the girl would shuffle around on the bed. He could easily ignore the gestures as it wasn't bothering him or his experience with watching the series, but doing that would make him feel like he was leaving Hado to deal with the issue by herself. What would she do in this kind of situation?

With no word or warning given Midoriya leaned forward and pressed the space bar on her laptop to pause their viewing as Hado hummed in confusion at his action. "Hey hey what's the matter? Need to use the restroom or something?"

"No, no there's no need for that." He replied as he turned to her. "Senpai you, you trust me right?"

"Yeah of course."

"And you trust me enough that you would tell me if something was bothering you?"

"It depends."

"Do you wanna...maybe talk about why you're not that comfortable with the rain? I'm sorry if this seems nosy or bothersome but, everytime lightning strikes you make it obvious that there's something about the rain you don't like. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, just thought that IF you wanted to maybe get something off your mind, it's okay with me."

For a while she remained quiet, a finger idly scratched away at the top of Mr. Soft Serve that she continued to hug under her chest. He wasn't the best at reading people's eyes but even he was able to figure out that there was something on her mind, it was floating around in her pupils of periwinkle blue. At one moment he thought Hado was going to come forth and spill the details about something, but the next proved him wrong when she shook her head at him. "No?"

"It's not that I don't trust you Midoriya, because I do." Hado explained. "I really really do. It's just...it's personal for me. Like, super personal to me."

"Oh, I see. That makes sense, and I'm not going to dive any further into your personal stuff that would just be rude of me. Sorry for asking you about it."

"What about you?"

"Huh?"

"Do you feel anything when the rain starts to be super heavy like this? Not that I'M being nosy or anything but, you keep looking out the window every now and then."

Midoriya looked past Hado where he listed to the heavy thunking of the rain smacking against the glass, like a flurry of knocks falling from the sky. He listened and listened, the rain crystal clear in his ear drums and bringing about something deep inside of him. Something unbridled and heavy. "I mean, I think we all do when it's raining like this. Some people feel sleepy or relaxed, others feel sad and gloomy about it, others could be indifferent to the rain and not bother with it. They might not care, but they still have rhat feeling of not caring about it. As far as I go I don't pay attention to the rain that much, not like it bothers me really. But whenever I do pay attention to the rain I do...I do feel something start to come up."

"What is it? Sadness? Depression?"

"Rage."

Hado adjusted herself to now be facing towards him, still clutching onto her ice cream companion who smiled it's inanimate smile. "Rage? Like, anger?"

"No, not that kind of rage. It's hard to explain something like this through words it would be so much easier if you yourself were able to feel it and relate with me. But when I pay attention to the rain as far as the sound against the glass, thunder and lightning, and the overall mood about the weather it takes me back to how I was before I got into U.A. Before I was who I am now.

In today's world, I think growing up as Quirkless is the equivalent of being given the death penalty. People look down on you all the time, you're not grouped in with the others because of something you don't have, overall you feel like you don't belong in that class with all those other kids. Like they want you dead or something. Nobody needs to tell you that you're always the odd one out compared to the rest, that's just how life designed it to be. If you didn't have the ability to create explosions or breathe fire then what good ability do you have anyways? You don't you're just...plain. And in a world where weird is the standard custom for normal? Being my normal self was weird to the others.

I'm not a hateful person by any means, I'm not violent. I don't wake up in the morning and pray that every bad thing known to mankind happens to the people who made me feel less than a person while I was Quirkless. And it's not that now that I have a Quirk I'd like to go back and reap judgment on those same people with my fists, it's nothing like that. But, now that I am me, the current me that is, I can't help but feel this rage inside of me whenever I think about each individual face that treated me badly. I never did anything to them aside from being alive, yet somehow that was enough reason for them to treat me the way they did. I never bothered anybody, yet everybody always bothered me for who I am. That's where my hero name came from after all.

Sometimes I think about those rooms where you pay to get in and break a bunch of stuff, but instead of a bat or something I use my Quirk. Like, feeling that sort of thing has to be so relieving and just make you feel so much lighter when you get all of that pent up stuff out of your body. The last time I felt something like that was when I fought Kacchan after curfew, but I didn't get to go all out during the fight. I mean, I couldn't, because if I did I probably would have ended up accidentally breaking something. But being able to cut loose like that even if it was just a little bit, it felt good. Great even. Pushing all of that pent up negativity out of my body was relief that I can't even describe with words.

Honestly I'm not sure whether experiencing a heavy rain is good for me or bad, it's sort of in that limbo grey area where I'm indecisive. On one hand I like hearing the sounds of the rain whenever it hits the glass I think it's calming. But on the other, it makes me think about everything that's happened leading up to where I am now. The harassment, the words, the constantly being picked on for not having a Quirk, it's all there. All of it just, falling from the sky in the shape of rain drops and hitting the glass. Every little bit."

TAPTAPTAPTAPTAP*

Silence aside from the quiet and constant falling of the rain against Hado's balcony window. The only light was emanating from the lit screen off of her laptop, nothing else within her dark room of light blue. It was a calming silence, one where the loudest noise in the room would be the sound of somebody breathing in through the nose and out through the same port. And for long moments of this silence Midoriya remained unmoving and still, his body frozen within the frost of his thinking mind. He stared, but he did so without looking at a specific object and rather, stared into the unseen abyss in front of him. Only until an eternity passed did his eyes manage to move at last, finding Hado was also staring at him with a slightly cocked head, her curious eyes filled with wonder and worry.

"A-Ah, sorry about that Senpai." The first year apologized. "I got lost there in my little rant I didn't mean to."

"It's okay." She smiled. "Sometimes there's stuff on our mind that we want to get out and you did exactly that just now, there's nothing wrong with that. Do you feel better now?"

"Uh, I didn't realize it was meant to help me feel better in the first place ha. But, yeah I guess I do feel good about getting that out of my system, felt nice."

Hado nodded with the action of removing Mr. Soft Serve out from underneath her chest and to the side, then spreading her arms out and wide with fingers beckoning in towards her wrist. "Huggies."

"A-Ah no I'm okay thank you."

"Yesss you need a hug-"

"Nooo I don't need a hug-"

"Yes you dooooo-"

"No I dooooon't-"

"Aaaand you're getting one."

"Aaaand I'm getting one okay."

Giggling the entire way through Hado leaned forward with her arms wide and hugged Midoriya around his sides, the latter only able to sit there and accept the hug without protest. She hummed as she squeezed his warm body closer to her face, the boy gulping down the knot in his throat at the feeling of her breasts pushing into his stomach. He's aware of buoyancy but with what's felt with every touch, those had the ability to keep even a cruise ship afloat. And as awkward as he was to accept the hug, he was quite thankful for it.

There was something about the third year's hugs that he could not put into words, they were special in their own way. Oddly as it sounded it felt as if Hado was trying to hug what was underneath his skin and muscle, not the exterior itself. As if she was attempting to hug his soul, his heart, his very being for that matter. While she hugged only the torso part of his body he could feel the warmth all over him, from the very tips of his hair down to the cells of his toes. It was very different from when his mother used to hug him when he was little, of course it wasn't due to the obvious difference that Hado wasn't his mother, but the love and care that she put into the hug rivaled his mother's embrace. It was a wonder of it's own kind.

"This, is for allllll the bad stuff and the mean stuff and the overall not so good stuff that people gave to you." Hado said. "Forget those people, they're just a buncha meanies who are gonna get what's coming to them one of these days. Quirk, no Quirk. Weird, not weird. Noodles, don't noodles, everybody deserves a chance to be treated with lotsa love and lotsa hugs, you being one of them. Because even if you didn't have that crazy powerful Quirk of yours, it makes no difference as to whether or not you deserve to have friends. It's what's on the inside of all of us that should really be accounted for, nothing else. And from what I can see inside of you Midoriya, you're a really fun and friendly person to get to know. And squishy haha, you're really squishy."

THUMP THUMP*

Again, his heart crashed against his ear drums as he remained motionless in the hug. How wonderful it must be to wake up one day knowing a girl like this was his and only his. Paradise beyond a pair of open gates, but he was denied entry. It was day and day again that this third year managed to settle herself into his heart, sitting cutely with her legs crossed and the ice cream plush hugged close to her with the biggest grin on her face. While he thought he had no chance of ever being coupled with this blue haired beauty, he figured he would not waste the opportunity of having the full experience.

So after clearing his throat and mustering the courage of a thousand men, Midoriya slowly creaked his arms around Hado's shoulders and pressed them into her body for a hug, taking a deep and comforting breath as the two halves were now connected. Wondrous, pleasant, warm, comforting, so many words to describe how the hug felt and yet there was not enough to describe it properly. So for now he didn't worry about describing it properly, instead relish in the mush of their bodies' heat with his nose catching the faint scent of a fruity shampoo. "Thank you, Hado-senpai. Thank you for the hug."

"Mmmm you're welcome." She replied, too busy smushing her right cheek into his body and smiling at his squish factor. "If anything I think I have to be thanking you Midoriya, you're my new favorite thing to hug. More so than my giant teddy bear that I have. You're gonna get a lot more squishy hugs from me, you'll see."

The boy smirked as he enjoyed the lasting moments of their hug, feeling both his body and soul smile to their fullest. And as he relished with his eyes closed pleasantly, it was Hado's turn to think about something that happened while he vented out his mind. She wondered, was it the sugar from earlier that made her heart have that short burst of strong thumps? Or was it something else?