You took a hot shower to calm yourself that evening. You returned to your bed, noting that your phone was lighting up. You grimaced, viewing the source.

(5:17 pm) Missed call from Izuku

(5:20 pm) Izuku: Hey, F/N. Are you okay? Tell me what's wrong.

(5:30 pm) Missed call from Izuku

(5:33 pm) Izuku: Can we please talk? Call me.

(6:09 pm) Missed call from Izuku

(7:12 pm) Izuku: I guess you are busy... But I wanted to let you know that if I did anything to upset you, I didn't mean to and I'm really sorry.

Bitter and strained, you decided to turn your phone off... and leave it off for the entire weekend.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Uraraka bellowed as you walked into school.

"Eh?!" You were startled.

"I've been trying to get ahold of you all weekend!"

"Oh... Sorry. I turned my phone off Friday. I... needed some time to think." You pulled the phone out of your purse and pressed the power button. "Holy shit..." You mumbled as 48 messages and mixed calls blew up your phone. The majority were split between Izuku and Uraraka, with a few stragglers from Tsuyu and Momo, and one lone text from Katsuki that simply said, "Hey."

"Exactly." She crossed her arms. "You can't just disappear off the face of the earth like that."

"Sorry." You apologized, scrolling through the missed messages.

"Here." She pulled out an envelope and handed it to you.

"What's this?"

"You should have answered your phone. Deku was pestering me all weekend about you." You flipped open the envelope to see a giftcard to the restaurant you had taken him to by the beach. A final desperate effort from Midoriya.

"There's a letter in here too..." You noticed, but didn't have the heart to read it.

"Yeah. I'm surprised he didn't give it to you when he went to see you on Saturday."

"Wait, what?" You questioned. "He came to my house?"

"You didn't see him?"

"No. I must have been out." You were relieved, yet somehow disappointed. Oh, how badly you wanted to reconcile with him. To have him beg on his knees for forgiveness so you could pretend that none of this ever happened.

"Yeah." She continued. "He stopped by and asked me for advice about you."

The memory quickly rushed back into your mind. 'Do you know what kinds of things Uraraka likes?' You scowled.

"And what did you tell him?" You asked.

"Nothing really." She sighed. "But he seemed really genuine about patching things up with you. I think he actually feels guilty-"

"Good." You snapped.

"It kind of made me wonder... if we are doing the right thing by making them feel this way..." Your eyes widened at her sudden doubts.

"You aren't thinking of backing out NOW are you?!"

"Well..."

"They deserve this." You concluded with resolve, placing your hands on her shoulders.

Iida called out to you and Uraraka from the lunch table. Midoriya raised a timid hand to greet you across the room. You glanced at them, then took Ochako by the arm and dragged her to sit at Bakugou and Kirishima's table. Sero, Mina, and Kaminari, who also sat with them, looked surprised to have you. You chatted everyone up in a friendly manner, making sure to slide into the seat next to Bakugou and flirt throughout lunch. Tuesday went by the same way. Whenever Midoriya would try to get your attention, you simply stared daggers at him until he recoiled or ignored his presence completely. After Monday you had not received any more texts from him.

You sat down to study for the rescue basics exam tomorrow. You went through the notes in order, condensing the information onto little color-coated notecards. You slid your paper out of the way moving on to... the notes that Midoriya wrote out for you. Your chest swirled with an alloy of mixed emotions. You fought back against them, just trying to study the words on the page. His writing was light and certain letters were curled with a flourish. "Wait a minute..." You murmured to no one. Why did that writing look brazenly familiar? You were sure you hadn't read his notes until now. Apprehension built in your throat when you realized where you had seen it before. You yanked your top desk drawer open, plunging your hand in for the love letter you received. You laid the original beautiful note overtop the other papers. You felt a pang as your suspicions were confirmed. The writing was practically identical. And the signature looked nothing like the rest of the note. 'HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS BEFORE?!' You mentally screamed at yourself.

All of the sudden, everything flew into your mind at once. This is what was missing. That last puzzle piece darted into place, completing the picture. Your mind went back to the day this began, replaying the events from these last 2 weeks with a new epiphany. "He only asked me about Ochako because of Iida..." You said, coming to your senses. 'Of course! That is why Iida approached me! Because Midoriya was too shy to do it himself. They switched places for the sake of the other. That explains Midoriya giving the book to him. They weren't playing us, they were trying to help the other in secret!' You remembered Ochako's lovely hair pins. 'And that's why Izuku thought to write me a letter and took me to the beach. Because that's exactly what I told to Iida!'

"Midoriya DOES care about me!" You laughed aloud at your own stupidity. You clutched your heart and looked up at the ceiling with elation. You remembered the evening that you spent at his house.

"It was you all along, Izuku... From the very beginning you did everything right." Your mind flickered from him holding doors for you on the first day to the soda he bought for you, to the night you spent at the beach, the precious lily he picked on the way to school, and finally to the beautiful letter he wrote. Right then, your smile disappeared. You thought about how you snapped at him that day. You relived that horrid rejection you felt when he asked you about Ochako. And after all of his thoughtfulness, you had still made him feel that way for an entire week! Guilt shrouded you like a blanket.

"What have I done?!" You asked yourself. 'How wretched you are! If you had just looked at the situation with some objectivity instead of ruining everything with your stupid teen angst, you could have prevented all of this!' You felt your heart break for every sad moment you caused him. Your face hit the desk, wishing you could take it all back. "I'm so sorry, Izuku." You whispered tearfully. Why had you just stepped on an angel's wings for no reason? You could not forgive yourself.

'Although... I could find a way to make this up to him... But what could possibly be enough?' There were only 2 more days before Lovers Day and you were running out of time. You left your test notes completely unattended and ran to find your parents. You told them all about Izuku and confessed everything you had done in a desperate plight for their help. Every ounce of effort in your body was going to be used to fix what you had done. Once you had settled on a suitable gift idea, you decided to sprint to the market before they closed.

You could not keep the joy from bubbling to your face the next day. It felt as though a deep miserable fog had been removed from your eyes. Everything was sparkling clear. You strolled merrily to the lunch table where Iida, Ochako, and Izuku sat. Wait... 'She's sitting with them?' Had she figured it out before you did? You noticed a new gorgeous silver necklace to compliment her hair pins. Ah. Iida got to her before you could, which you suppose was fine with you. You smiled at them, noticing Izuku avoiding direct eye contact. "How did the test go, F/N?" Iida asked.

"Oh, not well." You said, your smile as wide as ever. He looked flabbergasted.

"Then why are you smiling?!"

"There are more important things." You answered. "Anyway. I have a project to work on so I cant have lunch with you all, but can I talk to you really fast, Ochako?" She agreed, the same dumbfounded expression on her face. You pulled her to the corner of the lunchroom where she asked you what was going on.

"Midoriya wrote the letter." You said. She sighed in relief.

"Oh, thank goodness you figured it out!"

"You KNEW?!" You griped, turning your palms upward. "You were gonna tell me this WHEN exactly?!"

"Ah! Please don't be mad!" She begged, her hands in a prayer position. "Tenya just told me this morning." You nodded. "That explains why Deku's been beside himself all week." She added. You winced.

"I know, I feel awful about it." 'That's an understatement,' you thought in earnest, looking back in his direction longingly. You saw him and Iida watching you two, becoming frazzled when you caught them. They both aggressively returned to scarfing down their little bento boxes. You turned back to Ochako.

"What are you going to do?" She asked wistfully. Your smile returned, your gaze full of action.

"I'm going to win his heart this Friday!"

"Ooh! This is so exciting!" She squeaked in a high-pitched voice.

"Don't tell." You requested, knowing she was prone to honesty like you.

"I promise." She said, crossing her heart with her index finger. The two of you walked back to the table together.

"Izuku."

"Uh yes?" He looked like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. He probably assumed you were going to be irritated at his eavesdropping attempt.

"Here." You said, pulling a can out of your bag. His green eyes narrowed in confusion. "It's a ginger ale. I figured I'd pay you back for the day you bought me one." Iida was making a suspicious face at you. You caught his eye with a euphoric gaze, flipping the can in his direction so he could see the little heart you had drawn on the bottom. His misgiving melted into an expression you could only describe as "knowing." You distracted Izuku so that he wouldn't see it. This was intended to make him hopeful again without ruining the whole surprise.

At that moment you finally saw what you had been waiting for: Midoriya's sweet smile. It felt as though a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, allowing your heart to soar. How you had missed his exquisite jade eyes and irresistible freckles staring back at you. It was something you didn't know your heart yearned for until you received it. He was a little tasty cinnamon roll just waiting to be taken. You savored the moment... probably a little too long. "Heh." You laughed nervously at yourself, standing upright. You ruffled his soft curls before making a swift exit from the cafeteria, wondering briefly what they would talk about after you left.

Your Lovers Day plans were well underway.