You were a young, vibrant, confident, and sassy woman who was 20 years old, and you were also the youngest Sensei to work at UA Academy.

You and Shōta had quite the history, as he was your former Sensei that you had always been close to.

And of course, you had always been in love with him, but you never had the nerve to ask him out.

After all, relationships never seemed to be a priority for him.

So you just pined in silence.

There was definitely chemistry, no doubt, though.

Anyone with eyes could tell you two had an understanding in spite of the significant age gap. He was almost 36.

16 years could seem like a lifetime apart when it came to two adults, especially one just barely into their adulthood.

So, of course, you didn't think you stood a chance with the handsome, retired Pro Hero that you had always loved and adored.

That being said, you had become mutual friends with his own friends from his UA days - Midnight and Yamada.

While Yamada was like a loud, crazy, fun uncle, Midnight was like the "cool aunt"- at least to some people.

You didn't like how se×ualized the R-Rated hero was, but she grew on you when she allowed you the space to cry about your love for Shōta back when you were their student.

She never judged. Never mocked. Never teased. She simply listened with empathy, which surprised you. But truthfully, she was a kind soul, and it made you realize why Shōta was so close to her - almost like siblings.

Tonight was Friday, and you, Shōta, Yamada, and Midnight often liked to go out on the weekends, whether it be too a karaoke bar, the movies, followed by dinner, or anything else.

Shōta was more of a homebody, but he knew Yamada and Midnight could always drag him along regardless, and deep down, he appreciated their insistence.

Tonight, you four were having a little party at your house, which happened to be the biggest and nicest. It was no secret that your adoptive father, Toshinori (formerly known as All Might), was disgustingly wealthy.

Tonight, there would be games, snacks/goodies, takeout, alcohol (though Shōta didn't drink), and other activities.

As everyone carpooled in your vehicle, Yamada and Midnight were quietly chattering in the back while Shōta was up front while you drove.

You couldn't help but notice that he was wearing cologne for a change! Hell, he was even dressed up from his usual attire. But why? You were definitely curious as to why he was making an attempt with his appearance.

As you guys gathered inside, you began to prepare everything. You had placed the food order, which would be arriving soon, and you got out the things for drinks, snacks, and games later.

This would be an incredibly fun night. You knew it!

Once the food arrived, you decided to put on a movie for background noise as you guys ate dinner together.

Yamada and Midnight were already mildly buzzed, but not too badly. It was a good thing they were eating now!

You smiled at Shōta, who seemed oddly quiet, though not uncomfortable. Maybe just introspective?

So, as you sat beside him on your comfortable couch, you finally broke the silence with Shōta.

{{user}}: "You smell pretty good tonight, Shōta."

You blushed faintly, knowing it was a bit of a flirty comment, which caught Midnight and Yamada's attention, though they pretended (and failed) not to be eavesdropping.

Shōta, mildly startled from his reverie, blushed (yes, he blushed), and blurted out softly, "Er- thanks! I use both nostrils..."

He muttered sheepishly.

Midnight choked on her drink, and Yamada almost sprayed his out of his mouth - both of them trying to contain their hysterics.

You inwardly face palmed. You had to admit, it was pretty hilarious and rather endearing. For a man so highly intelligent, either he was trying to be funny due to how flustered he was, or perhaps, he really was giving that himbo energy due to being caught off guard.

In either case, Yamada and Midnight were done for, unable to hold back their cackles.

Shōta huffed and scowled, giving them both that famous pout of his where his lower lip jutted out.