Izuku's POV

And I under-thought this situation.

Toga🔪 ~ hello

Izu~ hi

Toga 🔪 ~ so you don't want to be more than friends?

Ugh already? I thought I would at least get a 'how's your day going' text to lighten the mood.

Toga 🔪 ~ and how's your day going? Did you have a rough day at training again?

Izu~ my day was fine I have a late training session for extra credit. Being quirkless is a hassle. I'm just not looking for a relationship more than friendship right now. How was your day?

Toga 🔪 ~ oh, my day was good, I had a math test and all we are doing this week is the Pythagorean theorem. You wouldn't even give a relationship a try? I really love you, Izu and it would mean the world to me if there was at least a try I get it if you don't want to. We could just stay friends unless you change your mind.

Dang, why does she write so much? But there it is again, the 'L' word. Such a weak word used as a disguise to mask the true pain and sufferage of the meaning. To love is to despise so much you resort to kindness. The mention of it is appalling. Why can't she take a hint?

Izu~ I don't think I ever asked, what is your quirk? I actually don't think we know that much of each other's general person. We just focused on specific areas of our personas

Toga 🔪 ~ oh, my quirk? It's called Persistent. Do you wanna just ask questions back and forth, since you clearly don't think we are close enough

I thought about what she was insinuating. She knew I just wanted to find ways for her not to like me, and she was ready to force me.

Izu~ okay sure. You can go since I asked about your quirk.

Toga 🔪 ~ why don't you ever talk about your dad?

Izu ~ well, my dad is usually away on business trips. He isn't home very often. What do your aunt and uncle do for a living?

Toga 🔪 ~ well my uncle is a butcher and my aunt is a nurse. I've developed a great interest in knives because of this. What were some of the rescues you helped in?

Izu~ to get into UA by recommendation I had to help my friend from a villain attack. He was suffocating and I just saw that his eyes were pleading for help. I also ran into a burning building to get children from a daycare. The building was about to explode but I ran in anyway. I have a titanium rod in my arm now. What does your quirk do?

Toga 🔪 ~ my quirk affects my brain negatively. It makes me focus in on one thing and it won't stop. So I am persistent about that one thing until it breaks. What made you feel bisexual?

Does this mean that she is persistently annoying me because her quirk is telling her to? And if that is the case, would breaking her heart work to stop the persistence? Too many questions, I might just fanboy from her unique quirk.

Izu~ oh, I was once told some wise words. "Keep your options open, don't limit yourself." A guy from my summer camp told me that. Such wise words. What is your sexuality?

What a dumb question. She's obviously straight, she doesn't look like the kind of person who would be bi, or pan, or other. I mean if she loves me (which I don't believe could be possible) then I'm pretty sure she's straight.

Toga 🔪 ~ well, since you gave an, oh so helpful, comment. I was on the borderline between straight and bi, so thanks for pushing me to keep my options open.

A song lyric moved its way into my head 'if your gay, then you're gay. If your straight, well that's great! And if you fall in between that's the best way to be, you've got so many options, every fish in the sea wants to kiss you.' (Everyone Is Gay   by A Great Big World) dang it, what did I just do? I made a person gay, check that off of my bucket list. If she was questioning, that usually means that she sees a girl who looks pretty cute. So, if I plan this right, I can get her to stop obsessing over me and obsess over her. Bam problem solved.

Our conversation seemed to die out shortly after that and I fell asleep, exhausted by the day. Not even realizing that I didn't eat dinner and it was only seven o'clock. The sound of my alarm was hurting my ears, I had to go to school. It is Sunday but I volunteer as a clean up crew occasionally on weekends for extra community service hours. It's also a nice way to spend time away from everything and organize my thoughts as I plant a garden.

(This is the part where I got a text from my old friend. So tone change)

I walk downstairs and eat a nice fulfilling breakfast since I hadn't eaten in over 15 hours. And then I set off to the school's garden. The rest of the crew were already there assigning jobs and, me being late, got the worse job. Transporting the heavy soil and worms.

The soil was a nice workout, but the worms from our compost bin, the creeped me out. I could not handle the sight of anything insectish.

The laborious job was simple enough, get soil without worms and transport it to the garden for more plants. The technical part was what sucked. I had to go through each bucket of soil and make sure there weren't any worms. Can I just say gross? It sucked, the feeling of them on my hand through the gloves was ticklish and slimy. I was practically begging for this to be done with. But alas, we already know that Lady Luck hates me. And so I continue this uncomfortable job for 3 more hours, getting a short break for water only once.

Just as the day looked clear and hope spread into my eyes, a buzz from my pocket, practically shattered that image of hope.

Hey guys.

So I'm kinda sorry if the tone changed a bit halfway through this chapter, but I reconnected with them and now we're friends again! Yay!

Again, some of these texts used were real conversations I had with someone.

Have a nice day

Shout out to the best song ever, everyone is gay by a great big world. 12/10 would recommend.