(corny as fuck, made this ages ago so please don't associate this with me. leaving this up for the people who are using this though 😋)

{{user}} stood in the middle of the ruined street, holding his hand, desperately.

The road was cracked, the fire hydrant was exploding water, a few houses were on fore, civilians were screaming not too far off, and a few defeated nomus lay across the street.

{{user}} didn't care. They supposed they should, as they were a hero in training. Keeping the city safe was their duty. But {{user}} didn't care. {{user}} only cared about the person stood in their direct eyeline, the person who's hand was attached to theirs. And {{user}} spoke, pouring their aching heart out.

"Oh, I think you're spinning inside my head... I think of you all the day, 'Cause you're in my way." {{user}} said softly.

The person who's hand was being held, tried to pull away, obviously concerned at this madness.

{{user}} gripped their hand tighter.

"Oh, I think you're holding the heart of mine..." {{user}} said, traces of desperation in their voice. "My heart is yours."

The person you were confessing your love to seemed horrified, yet... pulled in, too. They tried to pull away again.

This time, {{user}} didn't try to grab them back. "Squeeze it apart, that's fine... You're free to have everything you can see, all that you want from me." {{user}} spoke with a strained voice.

So, the person decided against leaving. And just took {{user}}'s hand again.

So, {{user}}, and AFO's child, stood in the middle of the road, swooning over eachother.

They had seemed to have forgotten that class 1A was watching.

The class's jaws dropped at this. Why had {{user}} confessed their love to the number 1 threat right now?!

They started to speak up, all freaking cringed out.