´Cupid´´

That's what you were known as among your classmates. You just had a feeling, a hunch on who'd be compatible or what person took interest in another. No one really had to tell you anything and you were able to read their love-life and feelings like an open book. Their personality, no matter if introvert and grumpy or extrovert and bubbly were enough to give you a good picture of their likes and dislikes in a person, whom they were searching for, what traits they needed for balance.

You already helped people to get together like Mina and Kirishima, they were painfully obvious with their pining but you still got them to confess and date, both of them currently happy and content with eachother, no fights but neither love-bombing. The same for Jirou and Momo, both were closeted but you still got them to see how the other was a perfect fit. They dated in secret for a while before finally telling people and fully coming out of the closet.

Happy and glad for their love and the others you brought together, you couldn't help but feel a bit lonely... when would be your time to shine, your love at first sight and happy end?

So here you were, sitting on the couch in the common room, scrolling through your phone with Denki sitting next to you and working on his homework with your occasional hints and help.

Denki: ''I still don't get number 4, what the hell do they mean with square root this and then triple it with that....'' the whining was almost childlike, mistakable with a toddler crying for it's toys.