Just as you had predicted, the lunch line was absurdly long. You rubbed your eyes with your fingers with exhausted impatience. A few minutes passed as you made lunchline small-talk with a class 1-B student. Finally you joined Uraraka alone at the table. "I guess the rest of the class dragged their feet today." You mentioned, observing most of them were strewn in the succession of people. Your eyes followed the order from a ravenously angry looking Bakugou to a derpy tired Kaminari a few spots back, and all the way to the end. There was no sign of Ida or Midoriya.

"You missed lunch." You said to Midoriya as he took his seat in front of you. He turned as you poked him in the back with a finger.

"Oh. Yeah. I uh- brought my lunch today. The weather was nice so I ate outside." That took you by surprise. Today you hadn't noticed him carrying the unmistakable atrocity that was his All Might lunchbox.

"With Ida?"

"What? How'd you know?" He shifted in his seat restlessly.

"I just assumed since he wasn't at lunch either." You shrugged as if it was obvious. He nodded. "You should have told me and Ochako. We would have joined you."

"Oh! Right! I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking. We'll definitely invite you next time." He offered to compensate. "By the way... I wanted to ask you something..." He said, eyes shifting down to his tupperware container on your desk. A long pause followed.

"Yeah?" You urged him to continue.

"At the risk of humiliating myself again today..." He recoiled backwards in his seat, shutting his eyes tightly. "Would you maybe want to go to the beach with me?!" He barked stiffly.

"Yeah." You agreed informally. He opened his eyes. "But let's go today after school." You coerced. "I think there's some sort of art festival going on at Hoth beach. It's only like a 20 minute train ride."

"Great!" He flickered with stunned vitality.

"Meet you at the Tosche Train Station at 5? That way I can run home and change."

"Okay!" He said enthusiastically. "I'll see you there!" He turned back to face the board with his chin tilted triumphantly to the sky.

During the lecture, you scrawled a funny doodle of Bakugou eating the terrible muffins from this morning. You folded it messily and passed it to Midoriya. He let out a small peep of a restrained giggle. You fought back a mischievous smile, glancing over to notice Kirishima giving you a curious, yet arbitrary look. He raised an eyebrow at your indiscretion. You pursed your lips back, getting the message and returning your attention to Cementoss. Just then, Midoriya turned and flitted you a giddy grin. You had to bite your lip to subdue your desire to laugh.

'Dammit! Why is his smile so contagious?!' You covered your mouth with your fist and looked away from him. You could feel Iida's contemptuous gaze bore into the back of your head. 'Keep it together, F/N. You have all afternoon to get your Friday slaphappy giggles out.'

Suddenly a loud gurgling growl echoed through the classroom. Midoriya lurched forward, his arms clamping around his stomach. Cementoss continued the lesson uninterrupted.

When school ended, you bounded home to drop off your backpack. 'Now what to wear?' You were going out for a night on the town and wanted to look your best. 'Not for Midoriya, of course... just for the general public.' You told yourself. You searched for a nice blouse that said "fun, but classy." Then you stumbled upon your favorite mini skirt. It was tight in all the right places and had playful feathering around the sides and back so that it rippled deftly as you twirled. The civil word to describe such an article of clothing would be "sexy." You hoped it wouldn't send out the wrong kind of vibe. 'Eh, whatever. It's not like it's a date or anything.' You thought, throwing modesty to the wind. 'Wait... Is it?' You shook your head at the thought, applying a light layer of makeup.

You packed a small amount of money, just enough to eat and buy a small keepsake, and made your way to the station. It was bustling with the normal turbulent frenzy of rush hour. It didn't help that you were both fairly short. How on earth were you going to find him in this chaotic mess? But just as you wondered that, you spotted his improperly cinched red tie through a hole in the crowd. You excused yourself politely as you pushed strangers aside.

"Hey!" You greeted, grabbing his arm so the sea of human bodies wouldn't sweep him away like the tide.

"Hi." He regarded you, eyeballing you up and down. "You look amazing." He stated diffidently, his hands finding their way into his pockets.

You made a face. "Thanks. Glad you were wearing this by the way," you pointed to his red tie, "or else I might have never found you."

"Yeah. I kept my school uniform on so I would be easier to spot."

"Good thinking. You're a smart cookie, Izuku." You smiled, pulling him around the corner towards the train. "By the way, do you want to go straight to the festival or do you want to get food first?"

"Food please." He said with absolutely no hesitation.

"Okay. I know a great little place on the way. It's a few stops before the beach."

"Sounds good." He agreed as you boarded the cramped vehicle.

"Really? I didn't even tell you what kind of food it is." You teased, surprised at how easily he would just go with the flow. "How do you even know if you'll like it?"

"I'm not picky." He insisted. "Eh?" Both of you were abruptly smushed together by the massive horde of riders.

"Uh..." Was all you could say as your chest met his, noses way too close together. 'This would be a tad less compromising if he was a little bit taller.' Your eyes locked together for a moment. "Well this is- uh... cozy." You stated awkwardly, trying to break the silence. Midoriya's expression was pained, as if he would rather die than be stuck in this embarrassing position for the next 20 minutes. He decided that the best course of action would be to stare straight up at the ceiling. You observed his face up close, watching him grow more and more fidgety by the second. Without warning you were startled by a familiar loud growl. Its ferocity rumbled through you. Midoriya looked down at his stomach in self-conscious dismay. You took one glimpse at his disturbed expression and snorted. You both broke into another dopey outpour of giggles.

"Sorry." He chuckled.

"It's okay. I will feed you soon." You replied, speaking directly to his stomach with a prodding finger. He muffled his laughter with his hand, trying to be courteous to the other passengers. He smiled merrily at you, dimples appearing on his freckled cheeks. It was hard to figure out why several people you met had called him "plain looking." His amiable unsuspicious green eyes and boyish round face were nothing but appealing to you. Not to mention his unkempt playful curls. All these traits were far too consistent with the immeasurable guiltlessness of his character. After noticing this, there didn't seem to be a trace of discomfort in you regarding Midoriya's proximity. You decided to speak again, seeing the awkwardness from before had passed.

"So since you didn't change clothes, what did you end up doing after school?"

"Oh, I still went home and said 'hi' to mom and dropped off my backpack." He said matter of factly.

"Oof!" You were knocked off balance by the jerking stop. "Oh! This is us!" You grabbed him by the arm again and led him off the train.

"Mmm. Something smells good." Izuku purred with desire. The decadent spicy aroma filled your nostrils as well, making your mouth water.

"Yes. That's where we're going. They're known for their chicken."

Midoriya scarfed his food faster than an angry bear.

"Slow down, Deku. We have plenty of time." Your eyes were wide with shock.

"Sorry- hic-" He had the decency to finish the bite before continuing. "I just didn't have lunch and-"

"Wait. You told me brought your lunch today." You argued suspiciously. He froze.

"Yeah... I uh... packed my lunchbox but – uh... forgot my lunch..." He began to fumble with his chopsticks. You laughed at him.

"You're so silly, Izuku."