~Third Person P.O.V~

Izuku pressed his mouth into a thin line, trying his best not to laugh at what he was looking at. But alas, his laughing betrayed him as it released itself in full force- a loud and hearty cackle rumbling through him.

"What the fuck are you laughing at nerd?" Katsuki growled, however, he was feeling quite self conscious at the moment- had he put a piece of clothing on the wrong way?

"I'm- I'm sorry Kacchan! It's... well you- your button up is a bit... messed up." Izuku giggled, making his way over to the boy as he began to unbutton the shirt.

The blond jumped when he felt Izuku's cool fingers graze over his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he went down unloosening the buttons. Katsuki stiffened, biting the inside of his cheek when Izuku went back up; a small shudder escaping his lips ever so slightly.

"There!" Izuku exclaimed, pulling him from his thoughts, "You're all fixed up now, ready to go?"

Izuku was... grateful to say the least. Grateful that Katsuki couldn't see, for he was sure a deep blush was adorning every inch of his face.

The ash blond teen scoffed, hoping he too didn't have any trace of a blush resting on his features. "Yeah whatever, I want to be early so hurry up."

Izuku heaved a sigh, grabbing Katsuki's hand and leading him out the door.

"Uhm, what the hell are you doing?" Katsuki asked dubiously, pushing his eyebrows together in a mixture of confusion and shock.

"Taking you to class?" Izuku said, albeit it sound like a question more than a answer.

The taller of the two rolled his eyes, fighting off the urge to punch Izuku in that moment. "Obviously dumbass, I meant why the hell are you holding my hand?" Katsuki restated, cocking an eyebrow.

"Kacchan how else do you expect me to help you get around?"

Katsuki had to admit it, Izuku was right about that- if he tried to just flat out give Katsuki directions it'd probably result in the blond running into something. Doesn't mean he liked the idea of holding his hand though.

"Look I get you're probably not thrilled at the idea-" Very true on his part, "- I'm not exactly pleased with it either." now that was a lie on Izuku's end. "But it's the only thing I can think of at the moment so please for the love of God, beat down whatever pride it is you're feeling so we can get to class."

The blind teen couldn't lie, he was genuinely taken aback, and had a newly found sense of respect, by Izuku's words- however, if he weren't so pissed off by them he might comment about it. Key word: might.

"Tch, whatever." He grumbled, allowing himself to be dragged by the smaller male.

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"For fucks sake, why the hell are you like this Todoroki?" Uraraka whined, she and the duel haired boy were currently in class- as well a most of their fellow classmates. They were basically waiting on their teacher and a few other students to arrive.

"Unresolved daddy issues. Now get the hell out of my way." Todoroki said, pushing his way past the girl and over to the snack bar in the corner of the room.

(Don't attack me I know they don't have this in the anime, but before I got homeschooled my regular school had one of these so yeah!)

The brunette let out a frustrated growl, stomping her foot childishly and crossing her arms. "But that's the last granola bar- MiMi can I have your granola bar?" Uraraka asked, turning her attention away from her friend and onto one of her crushes.

A bright blush spread itself across Mina's face, thankfully it was concealed due to her natural pink complexion.

"Sure, I wasn't going to eat it anyways." Mina lied, she was, in fact, going to eat the granola bar- but for Uraraka? She would gladly give it up.

"Uhm guys?" Kirishima spoke up, pinching his eyebrows together.

Everyone turned their attention onto the red head with questioning looks, only for their eyes to land on an unlikely pair... holding hands.

On the outside, the two looked fairly embarrassed- or in Katsuki's case just plain pissed off. But on the inside? They were two idiots who were crushing hard.

(Now before Y'all attack me let's get something straight *cough* gay *cough*, crushes can form quickly guys. I've seen it, hell, I've been it- so don't go attacking me in the comments because need I remind Y'all this is my story.)

Izuku quickly led the blind teen to his seat, his face flushed a brilliant ruby red as he sat at his own desk- avoiding eye contact with a certain duel haired and brunette teens. Thankfully, before anyone could make a comment on the two student's entrance Aizawa walked in.

Class was boring as ever, Katsuki just sat and listened while the other's took notes. When he began to get too restless, he decided to focus on learning some Braille. 

Anything to pass time at this point.

He knew most of what they were learning, seeing as though they were reviewing lessons from a few moths ago. Katsuki hadn't expected for him to feel so... helpless. Not having sight really made him think about how much he relied on his vision before.

And how much he took it for granted.

Now he couldn't train with the rest of his classmates, couldn't walk around with them without someone there to guide him. What was even the point of him being in class... to remind him of how different he is now? Just for the sake of getting out of his dorm room?

What was the point?

Those four words seemed to play on repeat in his head for the rest of class.

'What was the point...'

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When lunch rolled around things were... awkward at first. It had slowly dawned on Izuku that he would have to sit at Katsuki's lunch table instead of his own. Which in return made him extremely nervous.

Sure, the green haired male knew Katsuki's friends- not all that well- but he still knew them. Izuku just wasn't used to hanging out with them, how would he even strike up a conversation with them?

So to say the least, he was unusually quiet for the first half of lunch- that is until Kaminari started talking to him, which made the others do the same.

"So let me get this straight," Sero chuckled, "you two grew up with each other? And none of us just never knew this?!"

Izuku frowned, scrunching up his eyebrows in confusion. "I thought everyone knew..." He trailed off, hooking his index finger and bringing it to his bottom lip in thought. "I call him Kacchan for crying out loud!"

"To be honest I thought you were just flirting with him whenever you called him that." Kirishima said, prompting Izuku and Katsuki to both choke on their saliva.

"Shut the fuck up Shitty Hair- you can't just say crap like that!" Katsuki yelled, his face going a few shades darker than the Hardening teen's hair.

God he felt like he was blushing a lot lately... he hated it.

Mina smirked, poking Katsuki on the shoulder with her chopsticks. "Oooh someone's blushing!" She taunted, receiving a small giggle from Izuku who was watching the two interact.

"Do you want me to go up to Uraraka and Asui?" The blond threatened, which quickly shut Mina up.

Izuku tilts his head, sending Mina a questioning look. "I don't get it." Izuku said, pouting at his lack of information.

"I kind of- sort of have a... crush on them." Mina admits, scratching the back of her neck sheepishly.

The shorter male's eyes widen for a few moments, only for a broad smile to take over his features. "On Tsu and Ura?!" Izuku exclaims, slightly bouncing in his seat. "You should tell them how you feel."

"Good luck with that." Kaminari snorted, taking a sip from his drink.

"We've been trying to get Pinky to ask them out since first year." Katsuki chuckled, feeling around for his chopsticks.

Izuku shot Mina a soft smile, placing his hand over hers. "Now you didn't hear this from me, okay? But they have a crush on you too... so tell them."

And so the small group ended up talking and laughing the entire time. However, Izuku couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

But the question is, what was it?

Hello Cricket Cultists!!

Was this chapter good? I always get so paranoid that some of my chapters don't appeal to you guys like others do.

Anywho, it could just be me buuuut.

Until we meet again!!!