《An American Exchange (Permanent Haitus)》• ↞Chapter 1: Fake Friends↠ •
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Izuku yawned as he walked down the stairs, he had just woken up and gotten dressed for school and he was now on his way to the common room to meet his friends, walking up to them he put on a cheery smile and greeted them.
"Good morning Midoriya!" Iida welcomed, waving his arms up and down in an almost robotic way. Izuku responded with a wave and a smile.
"Good morning Deku~kun!" Uraraka greeted as she grabbed onto his arm, she had the top two buttons of her shirt undone so her chest was on display. She smiled and blushed as Izuku looked down, awkwardly at her.
"H-hey Ochacko~chan," the boy stuttered as he attempted to get his arm out of her grasp.
"Can you meet me outside the back of the school at the end of the day?" she asked, "I have something I want to tell you... pretty please?"
"U-uh, sure?" He replied. To say he was confused was an understatement.
"Great!" She said as she let go of his arm and skipped off to class.
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Izuku was brought out of his miniature daydream when the bell rang, signaling that class had ended for the day. He packed up his things and began his way to the dorms when he remembered what Ochako had asked him earlier, sighing he turned around and headed for the back of the school.
When he arrived he was met with a very nervous-looking Ochako, she still had her shirt undone and she was blushing furiously as she paced around in circles, mumbling to herself.
"Uh... Ochako~chan?" he asked, startling the girl, she jumped and turned around to face him, still blushing. "Y-you had something to tell me?"
"Yes! Um... I was wondering.." she began as she fiddled with her fingers, "if um... you'd like to be my boyfriend?" She looked up at Izuku hopefully.
"Uh- I-I'm sorry Ochako~chan, but I'm gay and well- I only view you as a friend, I hope we can stay friends though!" He stuttered as he looked at his friend who looked to be on the verge of tears.
"No!" She retorted as she threw her arms around Izuku's neck, "you will be mine!"
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Before Izuku could protest she kissed him, slamming her lips into his, attempting to force her tongue into his mouth. He roughly pushed her off and wiped his lips with his sleeve.
"What the fuck Uraraka!?" He shouted, earning a shocked expression from the other, it only lasted for a moment though.
"Just be mine Deku~kun! I promise it'll be worth it," she said as she approached him, now over the shock as she gently slid her hand down his thigh. "Just let me show you it's worth it!" Izuku shoved her off of him and slapped her across the face.
"Don't touch me," he spat as he walked away from the now crying girl and back to his dorm. He couldn't believe what Ochako had just done, he thought he could trust her. He balled himself up and cried, he let it all out, he sobbed and sobbed until he couldn't anymore, eventually drifting off to sleep.
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Izuku woke up in a bad mood, he had basically cried himself to sleep last night and his head was still throbbing from it. He grumbled to himself as he put on casual clothes, it was Sunday which meant no school. He grabbed his phone and walked down into the kitchen, not really paying attention to his surroundings as he scrolled through Herogram... That was until he heard a whisper.
"Did you hear about what he did to Ochako *kero*, it's honestly disgusting." No questioning who that was from. He looked up from his phone to see Tsuyu staring at him, he gave her a confused look as she among other classmates glared at him.
"Good morning to you too?" He spoke, earning glares from more of his classmates. "Wow... we're obviously in a good mood today," he mumbled as he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of cereal. He quickly ate it and put his bowl in the sink, walking into the living room he was met with a crying Uraraka and a very cold class.
"Wanna explain why you did that?!" Questioned an obviously pissed Mina.
"What exactly did I do?"
"You forced yourself onto poor Ochacko~chan and when she told you no you slapped her!" Mina announced.
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"What the fuck?! No, I didn't?!" Izuku replied, shocking class 1-A. Truth be told, he wasn't all innocent but he rarely showed his non-innocent side because he was picked on for it in middle school, hell, who do you think taught Katsuki how to swear? But he let some things slip when he was angry or shocked, this was one of those times and the class obviously weren't expecting it. The only person who knew about Izuku's 'other' personality was Katsuki, he knew better than anyone what it was like to be picked on and avoided because of your personality so he stuck by Izuku, their friendship is a love-hate relationship but if you were to ask them, they'd tell you they thought of the other as a brother.
"Midoriya! That language is unacceptable for school!" Iida scolded causing Izuku to mentally eye roll, he had always hated how strict the other boy was.
"Sorry, Iida~kun!" The green-haired boy apologized before turning back to Mina. "And that didn't happen Ashido." Mina looked at him, flabbergasted.
"You're still denying it?!" Interrupted an angry Hagakure, "honestly, you're worse than Mineta, at least he never acts on the things he says!" Katsuki looked at the class angrily, he was about to speak up when Izuku did it for him.
"Yes, I am still denying it! Because it never happened!" He shouted as he stood up.
"See, you're getting all defensive because you know you got caught! Not very manly!" Kirishima accused, earning a glare from both Izuku and Katsuki.
"I'm leaving, when you want to listen, come get me!" He shouted as he left the common room and made his way up the stairs towards his dorm, Katsuki tried to follow after him only to get pulled back by Mina.
"What do you want raccoon eyes?!" He growled as he glared down at the girl who was grabbing his arm.
"Don't follow him, he's obviously in the wrong here, bakubabe!" She said as she attempted to pull him back into the common room.
"I can't believe you shits," Katsuki mumbled as he harshly pulled his arm out of his friend's grasp and marched up the stairs as Ochako burst into a new flood of tears behind him.
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Katsuki didn't bother knocking on the door as he walked in. He scanned the room quickly before his eyes fell on a bundle of blankets sitting on Izuku's bed, inside all these blankets was a sniffling Izuku. Katsuki quietly walked into the room, softly shutting the door behind him as he approached the pile, gently prying the blankets away from the boy as he sat down beside him.
"Now, do you want to tell me what happened? Because I know you would never do that," the blonde said, the greenette popped his tear-stained face out from the remaining blankets and just stared at Katsuki. After a minute of sitting in silence, besides the occasional sniffle, Izuku burst into tears again as he flung his arms around Katsuki's neck. Katsuki rubbed his back and whispered things like, "Shhh, you're okay..." and "Hey, it wasn't your fault, calm down," into the other boy's ear.
It took about five minutes but he eventually calmed down, he unraveled his arms from Katsuki's neck as he sniffled.
"Now, what happened?" Katsuki asked, earning a hiccup from the boy across from him.
"I-I swear I d-didn't *hic* do w-what they're s-saying I-I did, s-she asked me to c-come to the b-back of the *hic* sc-school a-and I did and w-when I got there s-she..." he paused, looking down, "she asked m-me out, I-I s-said no b-because as you know I-I'm gay... she d-didn't take that well and she- *hic* she k-kissed me and I-I pushed her away a-and t-then she said stuff like 'just be m-mine' a-and she ran her h-hand on my thigh *hic* and t-that's when I pushed h-her away and s-slapped her," he said quickly but the blonde was fluent in Izuku and had understood every word, Izuku looked back up at the blonde with teary eyes. The blonde in question, Katsuki, looked ready to murder someone.
"She's dead," he spat as Izuku shook his head so fast that you'd think he was trying to give himself whiplash.
"N-no! Don't, then you'll be in trouble too!" Izuku protested as grabbed Katsuki's arm to stop him from marching downstairs and killing their classmate.
Katsuki opened his mouth to say something, possibly something to persuade Izuku when he heard a knock.
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