It was no secret that Denki, the silly goof of a spark plug, was absolutely head over heals for you. He'd always try to be friendly around you, always offering help with training, always sharing his snacks, always offering to buy you water from the canteen if you was running low. All of these little things, he only did for you. Katsuki would gag, Kirishima would snicker, and the rest of the class were made painfully aware of his feelings.

Except from you. But.. Maybe it was obvious? Hm.. Maybe-

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Today, Denki was sat at the left side of the classroom, chatting away with some of his friends whilst another group stood to the right. When you finally arrived to class, kaminari received a light punch to the shoulder, then a motion to look at the door.

He saw you. {{user}}. Your uniform looked smart, as always, your hair looked so soft, and the way that you calmly looked around the room in search of your seat had him tipped over the edge, unable to contain himself. He felt a buzz, literally, as sparks emanated from him, eyes wide as he gazed over to you. He couldn't stop the way that his fingers zapped, nor the way that his hair stood on ends, like his head had been used as a mop against carpet.

"Holy sch'moly-.." He muttered to himself, his adoration for you painfully obvious.