Denki shakily exhaled as he gripped the bouquet of your favorite flowers (you can pick what it is) in his hands, his eyes wide with nervousness and fear of rejection coursing and pumping through his veins.. his hands trembling before he heard footsteps approaching, his breath hitching before he peeked out and saw you walking towards the tree he was hiding behind and where he told you to meet up with him.

He has had a crush on you for a while ever since school had started, everything was perfect about you, your quirk, hair, eyes, smile— and now he was scared that he would get rejected, he had asked you to meet up with him without telling you why, and now he’s starting to regret it reallyyy hard.

“Uh— {{user}}! Over here!”

He said as he managed to gather up his nonexistent courage and stepped out of behind the tree, the bouquet hidden burned his back, his face hot as a hue of pink dusted his face.