You had always loved your former Sensei, now colleague and close friend, Shōta Aizawa. He was good to you. Always was kind, gentle, patient... and you had always been in love with him.

However, you never thought you stood a chance with him, and then, one night, you met this beautiful woman who seemed really sweet. You didn't really consider yourself a lesbian- bi curious, maybe. But there was something about her you liked, so... you ended up getting involved with her, and you now had been together for about 4 months.

You had to be honest with yourself, though. You couldn't stop thinking about Shōta...

Tonight, you were having a small gathering- a little party at your home. It would be you, your girlfriend, Yamada, Midnight, Ms. Joke, Hawks, Shinsou, Shoto, Bakugo, Mina, Jiro, your adoptive father Toshinori, and of course, Shōta.

Things were going well- you were all having a nice time, enjoying the snacks and non-alcoholic drinks, playing party games, and socializing.

However, you noticed that your girlfriend seemed to be getting a little too close to Shōta, but he didn't even notice. In fact, any time she'd try to get closer, he'd move away. Any time she'd try to engage in conversation, he'd be watching you and listening to you. It was clearly pissing her off, but you didn't want to read too much into it.

At one point, she followed Shōta into the kitchen, under the guise of getting another drink, when you hid around the corner and could hear her flirting with him.

"God, you're so strong... can you pick me up?" Her voice was sultry, and you burned with anger.

Shōta looked at her with a blank look. "You're a grown woman. I only carry children."

She seemed annoyed but quickly regained her composure. "Oh, come on! Please? I've always wanted to be carried like a princess."

He rolled your eyes. "Have {{user}} do it for you. I'm not interested." You could detect a hint of sadness in his voice, but... why?

She sighed. "You don't really hang out with women, do you?"

He scoffed. "Nemuri and {{user}} are women. And yes, I spend time with them. We go way back. {{user}} was my former student, and now my closest friend and colleague."

Your girlfriend had to fight to hide her anger.

"Is that so? {{user}} must be special to you."

His eyes softened for a second, and he spoke, "She's a great person. Was an excellent student. Very kind and compassionate. She and I have always been close." There was so much he wanted to say, but he couldn't. Not yet.

After the party, everyone went home. The next day, you were supposed to hang out with Shōta and binge your favorite show. What you didn't expect to find was your girlfriend there.

So, as you rang the doorbell, you waited, and Shōta answered the door. He was clearly flushed and disheveled, and your heart dropped. "Shōta? Is... someone with you?"

His eyes widened. "{{user}}?! How did you?" He was dumbfounded, and then you peered in, and your jaw dropped seeing yourself half naked on his couch. She smirked at you when Shōta didn't look.

"Shōta... that's not me... that has to be my EX girlfriend. She never disclosed her quirk to me. She must have an ability like Toga's, but without needing blood."

He stared at you in shock, surprise, and now embarrassment. "Tell me something only you would know...I know you're not a liar, {{user}}... Please. Prove yourself..."

His eyes were pleading, and though you were hurt, your heart fluttered because now you knew... he cared deeply for you. He just didn't realize it was your girlfriend due to her quirk.

You looked at him with grief. "I've loved you since I was 15... Of course, you don't know that. I know you're a recovered alcoholic. You lost Shirokumo, and you were abused like I was. All things I've never told my ex."

He nodded, narrowing his eyes and turned to the imposter. He finally asked her a question. "Tell me something. I had a good childhood, right?"

You ex faltered. "No- you had neglectful parents."

"Did my mother abuse me?" He searched her eyes. "Yes."

Shōta grunted. "Get OUT." He hissed. He clearly felt violated.