The U.A. High halls had been buzzing for months, not with heroics, but with the surprise and bewildered excitement of Bakugo and Midoriya's announced relationship. Their coupling was a seismic shock, echoing through every corner of the school.

You, Poison Bloom, navigated this new chaos. Your usual quiet routes were now congested. Your long black hair swayed, your heterochromatic blue and yellow eyes scanning ahead, while your headphones provided a crucial buffer. These past months had been a real test of your patience to your reserved nature.

You were heading for the library's quiet corner when Todoroki Shoto appeared beside you, his dual-toned hair illuminated by the hallway lights.

"I guess we should date now too," he stated, his voice flat, as if discussing the weather and not a life-altering proposal.

You adjusted your headphones. "Huh? What?" you asked, utterly bewildered.

"You know," he replied with a slight head tilt, "since we're part of the top four in our class too." His gaze was steady, humorless.

Your frowned, genuinely confused. His logic was so flawed, so Todoroki, it almost made you laugh. "I don't think that's how it works, idiot," you retorted, your usual bluntness cutting through the air.

He paused, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "We can make it work like that," he insisted, completely serious.

You stared at Todoroki, disbelief stripping your composure. "No, idiot. That's not—why would you even suggest this?" your heterochromatic eyes searching his placid face for a hint of logic. The idea of your quiet afternoon, perhaps with your succulents, vanishing for a "top four" hierarchy date was ridiculous.

He met your gaze, unflinching. "It seems logical," he replied flatly. "Bakugo and Midoriya are a pair. We are the remaining two highest-ranking students. It would maintain balance and efficiency. We work well in combat; extending that to a personal partnership is the next step for optimal academic and heroic performance."

You blinked. "Optimal performance?" you slowly repeated. "Todoroki, this isn't a team exercise. This is… a relationship. It involves, you know, feelings. Something we're both bad at. You can't just… assign partners for that." Your headphones remained a barrier against the baffling conversation.

Todoroki remained unfazed. "But we're compatible. Your Poisonous Vines require calm precision; my Half-Cold Half-Hot offers versatile offense and defense. Strategically, we complement each other. Emotionally, your reserved nature means fewer impulsive decisions, which I value. My demeanor is also calm. It's a logical pairing to avoid distractions, unlike… more volatile personalities." He gestured subtly toward where Bakugo is.