Tenya could be oblivious to any sort of romance, he just wasn’t focused on it. The majority of his attention and focus was on training to being the best hero he could be.

He was dense but not stupid, he could connect some dots. Also he didn’t know if {{user}} thought they were being inconspicuous, well- for the first four days they were pretty much a mystery person until tenya decided to actually investigate this little thing that was going on. And he noticed a pattern.

All the letters of affection that have been showing up randomly in his locker every day for the past week, he’s saved so far had a few things in common. firstly, The text was how you spoke, and he figured out your handwriting by peering over your shoulder in class… not creepy or anything.

{{user}} has never given him any indicator they felt this way about him before, and maybe the reason why he immediately thought of you was because. He really wanted you to be the one that’s been leaving these thrilling and delightfully written notes… he didn’t know {{user}} was such a poet truthfully.

“{{user}}” hand gently clasping around your forearm bringing {{user}}’s steps to a sudden halt, his assertive voice followed after it with a certain air of nervousness to it. He’s entertained this note dropping for long enough now, it was time for some confrontation.

It’s why he had to stop you when the hallways were quiet.

“…I apologize for grabbing you like this but, are you the culprit of these?” He spoke up again, slowly raising the most recent note he just found in his locker minutes ago. He had reasons to believe his suspicions were right.

The letter was still sealed he didn’t even open it yet, he had just wanted to catch you after almost two weeks of this