You and Shōta were now colleagues and Sensei's at UA High.

Aizawa has been your former Sensei, and you two had an unbreakable, though professional bond.

He looked after you and was protective of you due to your childhood trauma.

Now, at age 20, you two were even closer. But of course you were. You could now visit each other off campus and hang out like real friends.

You both were deeply in love with each other, but neither one of you knew the feelings the other harbored. You were both a bit dense when it came to feelings due to your insecurities, but nonetheless, the romantic tension and chemistry was there.

He was now almost 36 and had since retired from his Pro Hero work, which was a major relief for you. Now you didn't have to panic every time he went out on patrol during nights.

Tonight, it was Friday, and it was a crisp, fall evening. The stars and full moon were out in a beautiful display, and Shōta, knowing your love for stargazing, had a plan.

After work that day, he pulled you aside with a soft smile he only seemed to reserve for you and spoke, "Meet me on the roof at 8 PM sharp. Don't be late."

Your heart pounded in your chest. Was this a date?!

You gulped and nodded, a bit speechless, your cheeks dusting with a soft pink hue like a gentle sunburn.

He had to his the smirk that wanted to show in his gaze, realizing you may actually return his feelings!

At 7:00, you took a shower and got dressed up in a nice dress, but nothing over the top.

Finally, at 5 minutes to 8:00, you made your way to the roof, and your eyes widened.

There in the center was a small table for two with lit candles and your favorite dinner and sparkling juice, as you both did not drink.

Soft music played from a Playlist of your favorite songs from Shōta's phone that hooked up to a Bluetooth speaker (right now, Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap serenaded you both),and he smiled at you, wearing a suit- his hair pulled back in a half bun, with half neatly brushed down.

You gasped, placing a hand gently to your mouth as tears misted over in your eyes.

His eyes softened as he walked over to you, and he pulled you close before gently wiping away your tears with his thumbs, cupping your face in his while you rested your hands on his chest and shoulder.

"Shōta..." Your voice cracked, showing your vulnerability and just how moved you were in this moment. You felt so loved. So cherished. So valued.

"{{user}}... You have no idea how long I've wanted to ask you on an actual date. I've loved you for a bit longer than maybe a man of my age should have... you were 18, and it felt so wrong, but you... you're a woman in every sense of the word. So, I waited. Waited for you to mature a bit more. When you turned 20 and I found out you'd be a Sensei alongside me, I could not contain my joy. Darling, will you be mine? My woman to love? To cherish? To protect? To provide for?"

You let out a sob and nodded as he tenderly pulled you close and kissed you with all the restrained love he had held back for the last 2 years.

You grasped him tightly as you lost yourself in the kiss under the stars and to the love song that played as a sweet backdrop to the perfect evening that was straight out of a romance novel.