Two days later

(Denki's POV)

I opened my eyes from my slumber and yawned. Is it just me or does it feel warm here? No...wait. There's something warm in my bed. Actually, it feels like I'm being hugged? I gently turned around to face a sleeping Kyoka, who's back to normal. I blushed hard from the awkwardness. Who knew Kyoka was a spooner? It feels quite nice, really.

As the sun streamed into my room, everything became clearer and easier to see. I studied the girl's sleeping features. She had really long eyelashes and looked extremely comfortable. She's so cute! My eyes darted to her lips. They looked soft...I wondered if they tasted nice, like blueberries. I have kissed her before, but that kiss ended as fast as it had happened. And it was a just a dare. Kyoka will never like me. Who would like a guy who hung out with the most hated being (Mineta) in their first year? I smiled sadly to myself. If the love of my life chose someone else, I'd support her if it means her happiness.

Oh, a strand of hair seems to be bothering her. I'm sure she won't mind if I just tucked it-

"Denki, what are you doing?" Kyoka's eyes were fluttered open. Okayyyyy. What is she gonna think? IN BED WITH A GUY WHO'S TOUCHING HER HAIR!!! We haven't even held hands yet! ( 😏)

"I-i'm sorry! Please don't hate me!!" I covered my face with the blanket. "Youwerehitbyaquirkandyouwereababyandbabieshatesleepingaloneso-!!!" I was cut short by Kyoka's giggling.

"No, it's okay. I understand," Kyoka shot me a small smile.

Did the baby quirk have a personality change for a side effect? As much as I like it, I want the old Kyoka back...I'm getting a little weirded out.

"Kyoka, are you okay? Do you have a fever?" I asked, putting my hand to her forehead to check her temperature only to earn myself a jab in the eye. There's the Kyoka I know, stabbing me in eye.

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(Kyoka's POV)

It was killing me. I slept over with Denki last night? What had happened? I remembered him telling me I was hit by a quirk that turns people into babies. If I were a baby...did Denki have to change my diapers and bathe me?!

I walking to my room, in a daze when I bumped into someone. Why do I keep doing that?

"I'm sor-....oh it's you," I said to the tall purple hair guy I hated most. To be honest, I don't even understand why I didn't like him. Is it normal to hate random people you just met out of gut feeling?

Shinsou gave me a look. "You just came out of Kaminari-kun's room, didn't you?" he asked, grumpily. Boy, did this guy wake up from the wrong side of bed or what? His question and the tone of his voice did not sound friendly. Stupid Kyoka. Who the heck would be friendly with someone they fought with?

"Yeah, why? Are you jealous?"

"Yes." ...That was not something I was expecting. I decided to dig a bit deeper.

"Do.....you like Denki?"

"Yeah, what's it to you? Don't you like him, too? Aren't we rivals, Jirou-san?"

The question hit me. The same one I've been asking myself for days now. Months even.

"I-I don't know...I don't think so. Even if I did, the chances I have are slim..he probably only likes girls with.....that kinda figure."

Shinsou stared at me, like he was trying to read me. "Whatever. I ain't here to give you sympathy. So...you don't like him?"

"Isn't that what I just said?" Is this guy deaf?

Shinsou's expression remained neutral, while only his eyes sparkled in excitement. "Does that mean I'm free to chase him with no obstacles?"

For some reason, this hurt me a bit but I push it aside. It's probably because Denki's my best friend. Yeah, just a friend. But tears seem to fill my eyes. I looked down at the floor.

"Yeah...sure. Go ahead. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused, fighting you. I won't stop you."

"Oh? Thanks. I guess we can restart all this. Let's be friends?" Shinsou asked.

"Sure..." I replied quietly, and left as soon as tears started spilling out. What's wrong with me?

(Shinsou's POV)

She's clearly lying, I can see it. Jirou's fooling no one. She obviously likes him, but she's not aware of her feelings. And...Denki. He likes her back, it's right there in his eyes whenever she's around.

But she's surrendered, hasn't she? All this doesn't mean I shouldn't have a shot at it. I want a chance, at least.

I make my way to Denki's room and knocked on the door. "Kami? You in there?"

"U-uh yeah, come in." I opened the door to see Kaminari looking at his phone absentmindedly. I can clearly see a baby picture...of Jirou-san, it looks like. Kaminari looked up at me. "So you're back to normal, huh? What's up?"

"I just wanted to see how you're doing. I was.... bored." His smile is fake, he's sad. Was this Jirou's doing? "What's wrong? You look sad."

Denki sighed and put away his phone. "It's nothing."

"You can tell me, I won't tell anyone," I said earnestly.

Kaminari hesitated. "It's Kyoka...I-i UGHH! I don't know anymore. I just like her, wait no, I love her, so much!" Kaminari started crying, it hurt to see him like this. He's a person who's always happy, or so it seems. I've known him long enough to know that he hides his feelings, pretending to be okay when he really isn't.

"Continue. You'll feel better if you let it all out."

"I don't think she likes me. She's the only girl I've ever had feelings like this for. I mean, I'm far from the type of guy she likes! She had a crush on Kirishima last year! He's manly and not perverted and-"

"Have you ever thought...of someone else? Seeing other people, y'know?" I asked, giving him a weak smile.

"Like whom?"

I sighed. I know I won't have a chance, might as well just have this thing over with. "Me."

Kaminari stopped crying. "Wait, w-what?"

"I said 'ME' !! I like you, Kami! I know I don't have a chance, but I don't mind being just friends. And about Jirou...she likes you back, I can see it clearly, it's all in the eyes. I'm not lying, I'm never wrong when I read other people's expressions. I know when they lie and what they are feeling. It's something that helps my quirk."

Denki looked down, guilty. "I'm sorry, Hitoshi. You practically just answered for me. And I'm sorry if I hurt you. I don't mind staying as friends."

"It's cool. You should probably tell her how you really feel. I know you might've confessed to her before, but... give her the whole story. She doesn't even recognize her feelings. Give her a little push. If you need someone to talk to," I opened my arms. "I'm right here."

"Thank you, Hitoshi, for being such a good friend," Denki said, hugging me.

Just then the door opened. Oh shit...

"Hey, Denks, have you- oh."

(Denki's POV)

WHAT THE- KYOKA??!!

"Kyo, it's not what it lo-" She cut me off short.

"No, no. It's alright, sorry for intruding, it was a bad time. And congratulations, both of you...I guess. I'll leave. See you." She turned on her heels and walked out. Were those tears? I just seem to keep on hurting her...I knew I'm not good enough for her.

I ran after her. "NO! KYOKA!! WAIT!!" I couldn't find her anywhere. Could she have left the dorms? I ran out Heights Alliance, in hopes of finding her and it started raining. Great way to set the mood, I thought sarcastically. Eh, whatever....AAAHHH KYOKA, WHERE ARE YOU?

(Kyoka's POV) .

I ran out the dorms, sobbing. Why do I feel hurt? Why do I feel sad over a best friend? I should be happy for him. But I want to be anywhere but near him.

I stopped at a park and sat down under a tree. The flowers are beautiful... I thought, hugging my knees. A shadow loomed over me. Go away Denki, villains, whatever. I'm not in the mood...

"Are you alright?" A kind voice reached my ears, a voice I don't recognize. I looked up to see a strawberry blonde haired boy with kind eyes and a worried smile.

"Who're you?" I asked. What if this guy's a villain? Or worse, a pervert? Though why would a pervert be interested in me? There's nothing attractive about me, I thought sadly, remembering my so-called best friend and Mineta.

"Oh, I'm Hajime Keijirou from class 3-B. Nice to meet you!" the boy grinned, resembling a certain someone. "And how about you? What's your name?"

"I'm Kyoka. Jirou Kyoka from class 2-A," I muttered. The boy raised his eyebrows in delight.

"That's a cute name for a cute girl! I can see why my cousin likes you, Jirou-chan," he quipped. Cousin? Likes me?

"Cousin? Who's your cousin?" I asked, curiously.

Hajime-san slapped his forehead. "Oops, did I forget to mention that? I'm sorry! I think you know my cousin, Kaminari Denki, very well!" So that's why his smile resembled Denki's. "But I'm also related to that bastard, Neito... how unfortunate."

My mind was....blown. "Monoma? He's your cousin, too?"

"Yep," Hajime sighed. "Denki's my cousin on my mother's side while Neito's from my dad's. Pretty weird, huh?"

I chuckled a bit. "Yeah, funny." Hajime's smile dropped.

"So...why were you crying? You can tell me, I'll take it to the grave. Or the person to the grave. Whoever upset such a cute girl deserves to die." Hajime suddenly lost his kind aura in exchange for one that felt deadly. My forehead beaded with sweat. He gasped. "It's not...Denki, is it?"

I nodded. "It is. For some reason...this, uh, person confessed to him and I walked in on them. Hugging."

Hajime stayed silent. "I'll need to talk to him later....I'm so sorry..about all this. But can I ask you something?"

"Sure, shoot."

"What do you feel around Denki? I know for one that he adores you. He won't shut up about it, it's quite adorable to see my kid cousin in love like that. Unlike Neito...that guy's hopeless."

I quietly laughed. "Well...my heart beat speeds up when I'm around him and I guess I feel warm whenever he's around. And sometimes, I can't help but feel a little possessive of him or easily embarrassed when he's there. It's weird."

This time, it was Hajime's turn to laugh. "It's not weird! It's very normal. Let me just put this straight: you're in love, Jirou-chan."

I felt stunned. Love? This is what love feels like? "...."

The blonde looked shocked. "Have you never been in love before?"

"No..I don't think so. I have felt a bit of attraction to this one guy in my class before, but the feeling wasn't anything like this. I've never felt this intense. But it's too late now, he's with Shinsou."

Hajime thought for a moment. "I know, how about you date me?"

"What? But I don't like you in that way. I'm sorry."

"Ah, sorry! I didn't mean it like that! I meant like we...fake date. You know, to make Denki jealous. If he did feel like that towards you, he'd care. I know my cousin well."

"Hmm, okay, I guess," I gave in hesitantly. "What if we hurt him? I don't want that."

"It's all for a good cause, trust me. You won't regret," he said. Hajime glanced behind me and muttered, "Speak of the devil, here he comes." He hugged me. What was he doing?!

"Kyoka? Keijirou-ni? What are you doing?" Oh.