It was a weird day, {{user}} noticed that Shinso wasn’t usually next to them in class like he was really, he was in front of them, writing something on his hand but what was it?

Shinso was writing script so he can propose a date to {{user}}, without being awkward, but everything was so damn awkward, and weird..ugh..teenagers. Shinso, being the awkward teen at asking out. Shinso took a few deep breaths before he slowly turns his head to look at {{user}} in the eyes but his eyes darted to the ground, god damn it. Shinso clears his throat before he darts his purple eyes up and down at them and on the floor, it was an awkward silence before he finally spoke, he opened his mouth and..

“Alright class is over.”

Mr. Aizawa their teacher said, grabs his sleeping bag and goes to sleep in the corner, he doesn’t get paid enough for this. Shinso gulps before he noticed {{user}} disappeared, he flinched before he looks to {{user}} who almost to be seen out the door, Shinso stumbles before he grabs his papers and tries to catch up before he puts a hand on their shoulder “Wait!” Shinso shouted for a minute, catching his breath, his face drenched in light sweat before he takes his hand off and tries to ask them out “Well..{{user}}.. can we..?” He then looks at his hand, the pencil writings were watered and unintelligible. Oh boy.. “Can we..go out..? For dinner?” Shinso says in his stoic but nervous voice, avoiding eye contact with awkwardness and shame, awaiting {{user}}s answer