At lunch you sat alone in the cafeteria. You weren't eating anything, just sitting there with your knees to your chest, your head on your knees, and thoughts in your head.

The main thing you were thinking about was Deku. You really thought he loved you, but the other day with those other students, you learned what you thought to be the truth. He was only with you out of pity. You have had crushes before, most people have, but you had never experienced the feeling you felt when you were around Deku. It was a light-hearted feeling of something similar to joy, but still different. It was like your heart speed up and all you wanted to do was be with him as long as possible, but you also wanted to get away due to the fear that you'd embarrass yourself in front of him. You knew what this was, of course. It's love. You had fallen in love with Deku and now that he's hurt you, you aren't sure what to do about it.

As thoughts swarmed your brain, thoughts that you had lost your one true love, tears began to fall. In the corner of the cafeteria, you sat alone, unnoticed, almost invisible, crying out and missing the boy who broke your heart. Little did you know, the very boy who broke you had broken himself as well.

Izuku was in the bathroom, in one of the stalls, crying his eyes out. He had fucked up, and he knew it. It doesn't matter that those kids hated you, it doesn't matter that they would have hated him if he didn't say what he said, he shouldn't have said the things that he said. He did love you. He didn't know if he deserved you. But being without you, hiding in the stalls of a bathroom, tears streaming down his face hurt him a lot more than at least trying to win back the love that he had convinced himself that he doesn't deserve.

He stepped out and splashed his face with cold water, dried it, and walked back out to the cafeteria. He scanned the entire room with his puffy, red eyes, looking for you. He spotted a figure that he thought might be you, and it hurt him so bad to see you in such a horrible state. He hurried over as quickly as possible.

Thoughts continued to flutter through your head and the more you thought of him, the more you missed him. You could feel the presence of someone sitting next to you. You tried to calm your tears as much as possible before they spoke.

"I know... I know I don't deserve you. I'm the one who hurt you. I shouldn't have said those things, and I regret having done it. I know that you deserve someone better, someone who would treat you like a queen... Someone who isn't a coward. It's no excuse, but I only said those things because I was scared. Scared that they would bully me if they knew that I cared about you. It was a stupid thought and I wasn't thinking straight. But... I still messed up. And even if I don't deserve someone as sweet, and pretty, and smart, and funny as you, I still love you. And I always will. Even if you hate me... I wouldn't blame you..." His voice trailed off at the end. He was now sitting in the same position as you, mumbling words into his knees. He heard quiet sobs from you, crushing the remains of his already shattered heart.

He suddenly felt something warm against his body. He slightly raised his head to look at the source of the warmth, shocked to see your balled up form leaning on him, crying. Tears began to race out of his eyes and a small smile spread across his lips as he moved his arm around you.

"Idiot. I still love you... I don't know why, but I won't ever stop loving you. So don't give me a reason to, you idiot." Your voice was broken as you spoke, but he could still hear all the emotion behind your words. The two of you sat like that for the rest of lunch. Izuku had unballed himself, sitting upright with you laying in his lap, staring into each other's eyes. You could tell both of you were thinking the exact same thing.

I wish this moment could last as long as our love; forever.

You sat alone at lunch, not because you wanted to, just because everyone was too scared to go near you. Ever since you and Kacchan had parted, you've been like this, radiating an aura of "one wrong move and I'll snap your fucking neck" and wearing an expression to match. You don't take breakups well.

You were always the kind of person to mask your emotions. If you were torn apart and sad on the inside, you'd hide it with anger. You were always like this. For as long as you could remember, you would hide your tears with a glare and furrowed eyebrows. You thought that crying was a sign of weakness, and you didn't want anyone to think you were weak.

So as you sat alone at lunch, staring at your food but not eating it, muttering profanity under your breath, no one would have guessed that inside you were completely broken. Thoughts ran rampant through your mind and you fought hard to push them back and stop them from coming out.

Inside of your mind, you could hear voices questioning Katsuki's actions. Did he really mean it? Maybe he was right... Maybe you two aren't ready to be in a relationship. At least, not with each other. If you put two dominant people in a room together, all they're going to do is fight. They both want to lead and be the best, but two people can't both be the best.

Meanwhile, Katsuki sat across the cafeteria in a very similar position. Angrily muttering things while glaring at his food. But, just like you, his mind was full of thoughts that he'd rather keep in his head. And although you both are having a similar crisis, your thoughts are very different.

"I shouldn't have said that. I'm an idiot. What did she ever see in someone like me. Dammit. I don't deserve someone like her. She's probably pissed off at me. I'm sure if I tried to go near her shed light this place on fire... You know what? Fuck it! I'm going to go over there and apologize. I don't give a damn if it ruins my reputation, she needs to know that I still love her." He suddenly stood and looked around for you. When he finally spotted you, he began to walk over.

As he arrived at your table, he noticed the dark atmosphere surrounding you and uncharacteristically felt nervous. He sat down gingerly next to you, avoiding eye contact. At least you aren't moving away, that's a good sign. He took a deep breath and spoke.

"I know you're mad-" you coffee and cut him off.

"Yeah, no shit."

"But I want to talk about this. I know I was being an ass, I always am. Honestly, you deserve someone much better than me... But I don't care. I still love you and it hurts to know that I'm the one who made you mad. I don't want it to be this way. I want to go back to how it was before... Give me another chance. Please, y/n." Your eyes widened a bit. Is he actually saying please? Jeebus, how much does he love you?! You sighed.

"You fucked up."

"I know." He nodded.

"And you don't deserve my forgiveness."

"I know." He nodded again. His voice cracked a bit.

"And what you said really did hurt me... But I still love you too. I don't know why, I must be insane or something, but I can't change the way I feel. If you truly are sorry for what you said and what you did, I'm willing to take you back."

"I am." He said quietly.

"Good. But if you ever fuck up this badly again, I can guarantee that you are going to live a y/n-less life. Understood?" He nodded. "Great. Now stop having normal emotions. It's weird coming from you."

"Who the fuck are you calling weird?!"

"Haha. There's the Katsuki I love!"

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You were gazing out the window of your bedroom with a sad expression on your face. You missed him. Now that you were ready to forgive him, you wanted more than anything to do so. You could hear a knock on your bedroom door. You let out a noise of question. (

Princess y/n, someone is here to visit you." Your maid said gently. She understands that you are going through a difficult time right now.

"Alright. I'll be with them soon." Your maid nodded and left. You sighed quietly to yourself. Damn people. Why can't they let me wilt here alone? You stood and left your room to meet this mysterious visitor.

As soon as you walked into the throne room where you were told somebody would be waiting, your eyes started to water. There in the center of the room stood Shouto with eyes just as watery as yours.

"Shouto, I-"

"I'm sorry," he cut you off, " I treated you badly because of stress. And I know I shouldn't have. But thats only part of what I wanted to tell you. The other thing I wanted to say is... I think you should choose a different prince. Your parents don't approve of me and I can hardly treat you right. It will be better for you if you just choose someone else to marry..." The tears welling up in your eyes spilled over, staining you cheeks.

"N-no... That's..." Your voice broke a bit. You were completely speechless.

"Princess y/n, have a good day." With that he turned. You watched with eyes clouded with tears as the love of your life was about to leave you. You would see him at school, but it would all be different when you did.

"NO! That's... That's not true. I don't care if my parents don't approve and I don't care if you think you wouldn't be right for me! I can't and won't choose a different prince because I love you! I'm not going to choose some asshole prince whose name sounds like when you smash a key board (thanks Forgotten_H4cks) over you! Please don't leave me..." You grabbed his wrist just before he left, turning him around to look at you. You stared into his two toned eyes with your own flooded with tears.

"Y/n, I... Okay. I'll stay with you because I love you too." He wrapped his arms around you in a warm embrace.

Sleep. You need a good night of sleep. You would have returned to normal shifts by now if it weren't for him. As much as you hate to admit it, you still love Denki. So every time you get your paycheck, you'd leave a bit of it on his desk at school and refuse to talk to him about it. Your sleep schedule has been completely thrown out the window at this point and it's gotten so bad that you were sent home one day to get some sleep. It was the best day of the school year so far. Denki had stopped showing up to your work. You didn't know this, but it was because he didn't want to see you working yourself so hard.

One evening, while you were working yourself to the bone again, a familiar face showed up at the bar.

"Denki. What are you doing here? You're still underage. I'll have to kick you out." You mumbled to him.

"Y/n... Please stop. I'm so sorry for what I've done..it wasn't right. It's your money, not mine. Please, stop working so late and get some sleep. I care about you and don't want to see you working yourself so hard that you're falling asleep in class. I don't want to see you hurt yourself because I still love you. I never stopped." Tears we're streaming down your face at this point and you were sobbing.

"I didn't want things to be like this. I was only working late because I wanted to give you what you wanted. If that meant giving you my money I was willing to deprive myself of sleep. I just wanted to make you happy because I love you too..." You stared at each other for a moment before someone called for a bartender on the other end of the counter. "I'll finish this shift and ask about going back to my normal schedule." Denki nodded in understanding and watched you retreat to the other end to serve the patron with a smile on his face, knowing that everything was fine now.

As much as you love your friends, you miss your boyfriend more. Since you two fought, you had been spending more and more time with other classmates, and none with him. At first, he tried to do that too, to distract himself from your absence, but now he missed you more than ever.

One day, during lunch, you were finally alone, eating your food peacefully. Eijirou took a deep breath and walked over to you. Once he sat down, you two exchanged quick eye contact before you averted your gaze.

"Hey." You said quietly.

"Hey..." He responded with an awkward sort of tone. "Are you still mad at me?" You let out a sigh, placed down your eating utensils, and faced him.

"No, of course not. I'm not sure what you were going through that day, maybe your man-strual cycle (or something, but you seem fine now. And if it was just a rough patch, it's over now, right? We can go back to how it was before." You offered a gentle smile to him. He leaned forward and kissed you gently on the lips. When you parted, you two smiled at each other. Everything is perfectly fine.

Since you broke apart from Asui, you have become so much more depressed. You sit alone and tell yourself that it's best for her, but it only helps a little. You need someone in your life to lean on and to love. Asui used to be that person. Dammit. Why did you have to convince yourself that she doesn't love you?!

While you sat in a corner, crying, questioning your desicions, a certain froggy girl was looking at you from a distance, wanting to comfort you. She was just trying to find to words to say to convince you that she truly does love you.

Finally, she took one final deep breath before walking over to her crying other half. She sat down next to you. You didn't seem to notice. She placed a hand on your back, ceasing the crying almost immediately. You still didn't look up.

"Y/n. I don't know what has been going through your head to convince you that I don't love you, but whatever it is, don't listen to it. The only reason I got into a relationship with you in the first place was because I loved you. If those feelings ever stopped, I would have cut ties. But I didn't, and you did instead. I don't want you to doubt how I feel about you. I want you to know how much I love you and return the feeling." Asui spoke quietly, but loud enough for your shaking form to hear.

"I'm sorry I acted the way I did. I've been left behind so many times that I found it hard to believe that you'd want to stay with me. But I still love you. I love you so much and I want you to love me back. I just want to be happy together." You leaned over and rested your head on Asui's shoulder. The two of you sat in pure silence, ignoring the sounds of the cafeteria and enjoying the moment together. A small smile appeared on both of you and anyone else could tell you two would be happy together for a while.