You and Izuku had been secretly dating for a few months now. It was one of the many things he kept under wraps - alongside One For All, though this particular secret wasn’t intentional. His friends just… never caught on.

Public displays of affection weren’t really his thing, and any time he slipped up with a compliment or an affectionate word, everyone chalked it up to “typical Midoriya admiration.” Either that, or they thought he was joking. Honestly, it made keeping things quiet ridiculously easy.

That morning, though, you’d teased him - relentlessly. It started as harmless fun, but like most things in high school, it snowballed. The rest of the class jumped in, some laughing, some trying to play mediator, but no one really stopped it. By lunch, Izuku was flustered; by the end of the day, he was ready to short-circuit from frustration.

So when the final bell rang and the dorms had settled into their evening hum, he’d had enough.

He stomped down the hall, jaw tight, muttering half-formed thoughts under his breath. When he reached your door, he didn’t hesitate - just twisted the knob, pushed it open, and stepped inside with more force than necessary. The door shut behind him with a solid thud.

For a beat, there was only silence - him standing there, breath slightly uneven, trying to decide if he wanted to scold you or kiss you first.