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Izuku Midoriya, aka Deku. A student and your classmate. He was sociable, sweet, kind, understanding, attractive, hot, handsome, sexy... it's all the way you described him. You'd do anything for that sweet naive fool. You would even kill for him. And you could. You were just obsessed with him, your whole room is covered with his photos and drawings, and you even stole his hero costume, which he didn't know about and ordered a new one. You killed anyone whom you considered a rival and who came too close to him or God forbid felt sympathy. You dealt cruelly and ruthlessly with your rivals. Izuku will be yours.
He was standing in the hallway looking at something on the phone. You were watching him from around the corner, imperceptibly watching and admiring him. There were little hearts in your pupils. You adored him. His, his body, his smile, his eyes, his movements, his voice, his freckles, hair and lips... Oh God, his lips... You adores it all and can't get enough. You need him. And no one dares to stand in your way.