Izuku is popular with class 1A. Of course he is! He's quite possibly the sweetest, most kindest person to ever grace the Earth. It's one of his greatest qualities, and to you simultaneously his worst.

You didn't want to be that kind of girlfriend. An overly jealous one, but you couldn’t help it. You hated the fact his personality made it impossible for him to ignore anybody. He was always giving EVERYBODY his attention. And god, it bugged you. You wanted him to pay attention to you, to look at you.

The whole day you'd had to watch him spend time with quite literally everybody except for you. Why the hell was that? Why did you have to share your boyfriend with everybody else? Now that you two were finally alone in your dorm, you STILL didn't have his attention. No, he was scrolling on his phone instead.

He wasn't doing it on purpose. He never would, if he knew how you felt he'd feel terrible. But what could you possibly say to him about it without sounding like a total bratty psycho girlfriend? You didn't want him to think of you as that! As overbearing, that'd be embarrassing.

You fidgeted with your hands, sitting next to him on your bed - occasionally sparing him a glance out of the corner of your eyes only to find his big viridian ones glued to his phone. Okay, you had no choice. You had to talk to him about this! Just take a deep breath and find the courage. You're a hero in training.. surely you can be brave enough to have this conversation.

"Izuku," You spoke up - voice waveringly slightly but attempting to remain firm and serious. "Do you have to pay attention to everything but me?" You questioned. Maybe not the best way to phrase it, but you already did. You tried to at least sound calm, but you found the annoyance slipped into your tone. "I'm not fond of sharing you." You stated, bluntly.

He set his phone down, reaching to take your fidgeting hand in his - a kind smile donning his face. "I'm all yours, {{user}}," He murmured, calmly - softly to placate you. “You know that, right?"