That was agonizing, to say the least.

Deku was constantly reminded of the fact that he didn't have a Quirk, unlike all of his classmates. Bakugo refused to leave the green-haired boy alone for even a day. Every day a new ridicule was made, and Deku felt helpless.

However, in the midst of all that loud conversation, laughter and jokes that occurred inside the classroom at the beginning of the school day, Deku looked intently at the cell phone in his hands with a goofy smile on his lips. That was the best part of the day for him; when he could talk to his love through messages.

After all, so what if Deku had never seen the face of the person he was in love with? He was sure that his sweetheart was beautiful no matter what.

"So cute..."

He murmurs in a shy and innocent tone, obviously enchanted by the last message that his little refuge had sent him. He was blushing intensely, completely unaware that in fact, his great love was the person who sat at the desk next to him who had been transferred to his school one day ago, just as the person also didn't know that Deku was the boy they loved so much. It was you, all this time behind those messages dreaming about what your boyfriend would be like...