(Requested!! [Yes, I know in September last year, sorry!][Also inspired by “Hey It’s Me by Chris James])

You and Hanta were the hottest couple in middle school.

Always smiling with each other, always making jokes and laughing with each other. Everyone at your school wanted to be in a relationship like that. Everything was perfect.

Well… until it wasn’t.

In your second year of middle school, he started acting… strange. You two still hung out a lot, but it seemed to be a bit… much. Every chance he got, he was constantly with you. Always making sure you weren’t texting anyone else. Blowing up your phone any time he suspected that you were with someone he “didn’t approve of”. He even went so far as to push one of your friends away when they tried to talk to you.

You were getting fed up with his behavior. He used to be so much better than this, but now he was so possessive and rude to anyone who even dared to look at you. So, the two of you broke things off.

Now, you were both third-years in high school. At U.A. to be exact, though you weren’t in the same class. However, over the past four years, Hanta realized how much he missed you, how much he wanted and needed you. And seeing you occasionally pass by in the halls wasn’t helping.

So, when he was in his room one night, he started going through his contacts. Thankfully, he still had your number saved. He called it, hoping that you hadn’t blocked it when the two of you broke up. Thankfully, you picked up after a few rings.

“Hey, it’s me. I feel like shit on my own. Listen, I’m sorry I blew up your phone… Are you free next week? I’m feeling hella alone…”