You didn't mind your job. You actually enjoyed it. It wasn't too hard, and the customers were always pretty chill. Plus, you could drink as much coffee as you wanted, and you always came home smelling like coffee and pastries. You had just finished putting on your jeans when you got a text.

You replied quickly:

You grabbed your work shirt, a plain black t-shirt, with a cute pink and purple cat cartoon on the back, and slipped it on. You grabbed your shoes and quickly put them on as you looked around for your bag. You grabbed your sweatshirt and purse and headed out.

Luckily, another perk of the job was you didn't live too far from it. It was about a 15-minute walk. You arrived and entered through the back.

"Hey, cutie! You're early!" The shop owner Hina smiled at you.

"Yeah, Mikko is running late, so I'm here to cover" You smile and walk to your locker.

You put on your apron and start to tie it. "Aw, you're such a sweetie. It's pretty dead, ya know. It always is around this time," She says, yawning a little.

You shrug and grab your cat ears and slip them onto your head. "Gives me more time clean so we don't have to so much at closing time" you smile and walk out.

She was right. There wasn't anyone inside. You shrug and start to check everything. You slowly restock snack items and merchandise. You go behind the counter and start to reorganize the fridge.

The front bell rings, and you look at your watch. 'Too early for Mikko' you stand up and smile.

"Hi there, welcome to Catfe. What can I get you today?" You're shocked you can even get your sentence out.

In front of you was a tall man with beautiful long black hair. He had a bit of a beard, more like a 5'o clock shadow. He had on a black long sleeve shirt and black pants with a thick grey scarf. He stared at you, eyes bouncing back between your eyes and the black and pink cat ears on your head.

He cleared his throat a little and looked down. "Coffee. Medium. Black," he says softly as he digs into his back pocket.

You nod a little. You type in the order and look back up at him. "Anything else, sir?" He shakes his head no. "Ok, $4.50, please," you smile sweetly.

He swipes his card and puts it away. You turn the screen to have him sign for the charge. You turn away from him and start to pour his coffee. You feel incredibly nervous. Why did he look at you like that? Had he never been here before?

"Is this your first time here?" You ask, turning around with his coffee.

His eyes still fixate on your ears. "Uh..yeah..." he sighs a little.

You nod, setting the coffee on the counter. "There is cream and sugar behind you if you'd like it" you smile. He shakes his head no.

"Is it always dead around this time?" He asks.

You shrug a little, "I guess."

He nods. "Thank you." He walks out the door without another word.

That was by far the weirdest interaction that you've ever had. Mikko walks in from the back, fixing her ears.

"Hey! Got here faster than I...why the hell is your face like that?" She giggles.

"I...just had the weirdest customer. Hot but weird as hell. Super quiet, ordered a plain black coffee and asked if we were always dead around this time..." you said, leaning against the counter.

"Holy shit, do you think he was casing the place?" She says, panicked.

"Well, now I do!" You say, standing up straight.

"What the hell are you two shouting about?!" Hina comes out from the back.

"Hina, we are gonna get robbed," Mikko says, laughing. "Mikko!" You smack her arm. "What?!" Hina says loudly.

"By some hot dude who is quiet and only drinks black coffee," Mikko says.

"So a hot serial killer?" Hina says, putting her hands on her hips.

"Wait, who the hell said he was a serial killer?!" Mikko laughs.

"People who drink black coffee are always serial killers...it's like a thing...let's see what mister serial killer looks like," Hina chuckles.

She flips the tablet on the counter and looks at it, surprised for a minute. She logs in and opens the camera feed. There was only one camera in the main part of the cafe. She accesses it and rewinds the feed. She pauses it, and her eyes widen.

"Is that who I think it is!?" Mikko shouts, staring at the tablet.

"Who is it?" You ask, a little worried now.

"Well, for one, he for sure isn't a serial killer. He's a fucking pro hero! Specifically, Pro Hero Eraserhead! He's pretty well known in the underground. Plus, he's hot as hell!!" Mikko laughs.

"I also don't think a serial killer would give you a ten-dollar tip for a four-dollar cup of black coffee," Hina says, smiling. Your eyes widen, and Mikko looks at you.

"Seems like he wasn't the only one who was feeling a type of way," Mikko smirks. Your cheeks flush, and you turn to wipe down the counter. Your heart fluttered. He seemed so...grumpy...like he was almost annoyed by you. Clearly that wasn't the case.

Aizawa got back to the student dorms and walked in.

"Hey, Mr. Aizawa!" Denki smiled at him.

"Kaminari," he nods and walks into his office.

He closes the door and locks it. He sets the coffee down and sits at his desk. He stares at the cup and puts his hand over his mouth. Fuck. How could someone look so god damn cute in cat ears?

He was in such shock his mind went blank. He never got flustered around people. Frankly, he didn't like anyone enough even to feel slightly flustered. Irritated maybe, but never flustered. But this...this was a major exception.

You were so beautiful. And then to see you in cat ears...his heart damn near jumped out of his chest along with a marriage proposal from his mouth. He tied his hair back and sighed. He must have looked like a creep.

Speaking in incomplete sentences, staring at you like that, not to mention his weird-ass coffee order. He didn't even get your name. He just stared. He didn't even realize he had asked you such an odd question.

He had to stop himself from asking what your work schedule was so he could come to see you again when he didn't have papers to grade. He rubbed his hands over his face. He couldn't get your smile out of his head. He felt insane.

You completely enchanted him in a five-minute interaction. When should he go back? Tonight? No, that's weird as hell...tomorrow? Would that be weird? He had to go back. He needed to see you again. He needed to make sure you were real.

He grabbed his coffee and took a sip. He looked at the cute heat cover on it with the cafe's logo printed on it. 'I hope the tip made her day a little better...because seeing her in those ears made my whole fucking life better.'

The rest of the day, your thoughts swarmed with him. He was so handsome. Why on earth would a pro like him come into a dorky pastel cat-themed cafe like this? There were tons of other coffee shops that he could walk into and get an overpriced cup of black coffee.

Hell, if he really wanted to, he could have brewed his own black coffee. But he didn't. He specifically walked into this one. You couldn't stop smiling. He could have thought you looked like a total dork, but you didn't care.

He left you a good tip and didn't give you a hard time. The more the night progressed, the more people came in. Some taking their coffee to go but a lot of them sitting in the cafe to use the wifi. Every time the bell on the front door rang, your heart would beat a little faster. It was stupid.

There was no reason he would come back. He already got his coffee. You were halfway through talking yourself out of the idea when someone cleared their throat from behind you. You turned around and froze. There he was. Hair down, slightly messier, almost like he had just woken up. "Hi...back again?" You smile a little.

He glances at the ears and nods a little.

"Black coffee?" You tilt your head.

"Uh yeah," he says softly. He takes out his card again, and you process the payment. You flip it over and turn away to prepare his coffee.

You willed your hand to stop shaking as you poured the hot beverage into the cup. You felt your cheeks flush red as you put the lid on and turned around. His eyes once again looked at your ears.

You set the cup on the counter and smiled. "Have a great night," you smile.

He nods and takes the cup, quickly walking out of the store. You flip the tablet back, your eyes widening when you see another ten-dollar tip. You bite your lip and try desperately not to squeal.

Hina looks at you and smirks as she rounds the counter holding a tray of dirty cups. "What's that look for?" She giggles.

You beckon her over and point to the tablet. "He came back," you whisper.

She smiles brightly. "My my...seems he either really wants to rob us, or he wants to become a regular," she laughs.

You can't stop your cheeks from flushing. You grab the tray from her and walk to the back to wash dishes, losing yourself in the soapy water and your bubbly thoughts about the hero.

'GOD DAMN IT, SHOTA!' He curses himself as he walks back to UA. He went there intending to flirt and get your name. But the second you turned around, your smile killed him. And those fucking ears!

The unholy things he wanted to do to your body as you wore those made him crazy. He couldn't think of words. Maybe this was for the best...how the hell could he date you if he couldn't even ask for your fucking name!

Listen to him, date you...you probably already had a significant other. As beautiful as you were, someone had been bound to snatch you up. The thought made his blood boil.

Did they treat you right? Were they kind to you? What did they do for you that he couldn't? He was losing it. Maybe this was for the best. He didn't want to interfere with you and the imaginary relationship you had with someone else that he had created in his head.

He wouldn't go back. He'd have the memory of your smile to get him through the rest of his life...that could be enough, right? He got back to UA and was grumbling as he walked into the dorms.

"Uh, you ok, sir?" Kirishima asked as he passed by them.

"Just peachy...why are you all still up?! Go to bed!" He says, annoyed.

"Umm, it's only like 7 pm, sir," Todoroki says softly.

"Then go study! You have class tomorrow!!" He says, getting more flushed.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, sir," Momo says softly.

He stares at his students, who look at him concerned and confused. "Just...keep it down, alright!?" He huffs and walks into his office. He shuts the door and locks it. He slumps into his chair and sighs. He was losing it. You had filled his brain so much he couldn't even remember what day it was. And he looked crazy in front of his students.

"Ok, that was weird as hell, but I think I know what we can get him for his birthday tomorrow!" Denki says.

Momo looks at him. "What is it?"

"A gift card! That's the second cup of coffee he's come here with from that cafe. He must like it." Denki smiles.

"Good eye Kaminari!" Sero smiles and takes out his phone to look up the cafe.

"That's perfect! We can all pitch in a few bucks and get him one!" Tsuyu says.

"The cafe isn't that far from here...two of us can go tomorrow morning...uh guys?" Sero says. They all look at him. "It's a cat-themed cafe..." he says, holding up his phone.

Mina smiles brightly. "That's so cute!!"

"Why would he go to that one?" Momo asks softly.

"Maybe he just likes the coffee?" Sero shrugs.

"Whatever. I think a gift card from there would be awesome!" Denki smiles.

"Ok...who is going to go get it?" Jirou asks.

"I'll go," Deku smiles.

"Hell no, you damn nerd. You'll probably fuck it up somehow," Bakugou says.

"Me and Denki can go," Sero shrugs.

"You two will need to get teacher permission..." Momo says, nodding to Aizawa's office door.

"No problem," Sero shrugs and stands up. Everyone looks at him as he walks to the door and knocks. Aizawa answers it and stares at Sero. "Yes?" He says softly.

"Uh, sorry to bug you, sir, but Denki and I need to go off campus tomorrow morning," he says, smiling.

"What for?" He sighs.

"Umm, we need to grab some things from the store for the class. Satou needs baking supplies, and Denki needs a new phone charger. He short-circuited his." Sero smiles.

Aizawa eyes him for a second. Sero has never been one of the problem children in the class. Denki is another story, but as long as he's with Sero, he shouldn't get into too much trouble.

"Alright, fine...I don't like how last-minute this is, but you can go...the first sign of trouble, you are back here immediately. Do I make myself clear?" He says sternly.

"Of course, sir." Sero nods quickly.

"Good...do you need any money?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh no, sir, we're ok! Thank you" Sero smiles and quickly walks away. Aizawa sighs and walks back into his office, and closes the door.

"See easy as pie!" Sero smiles. The students start to hand him money one by one.

"Alrighty, tomorrow morning operation birthday gift is underway," Denki smiles.

"Oi, shut it before he hears dumb ass!" Bakugou hisses.

The students start to talk about the card and smaller handmade gift they got him months ago. Satou shows them the design for the cake he is going to bake, and they all agree. They head to bed excited to surprise their teacher.

"Do you think he'll like the gift card?" Momo asks.

"He'll love it! What's cuter than a cat-themed cafe?" Mina asks.