Todoroki's P.O.V

My team high-fives me and pats me on the back. Our team just won nationals for wrestling and now we're going international against America. All of the school was here to support us since this event was taking place at the school, meaning my crush was here. He sat close, so I was able to see him from the floor.

"Here, you're sweating a lot." Kirishima, my teammate, comes over and hands me a rag. I thanked him and started walking towards the locker room, taking off my shirt. Some of the girls were whistling and I just rolled my eyes.

Midoriya's P.O.V

Hot. DAYUM. Todoroki taking off his shirt was sexy as FUCK! I blushed madly as all of the muscles in his back tensed and untensed. I peel my eyes away to see everyone standing up and leaving. Tsu and I stand up as well. While Tsu goes up to Kaminari and his friends, I walk over to the boy's locker room. Kirishima is there, leaning up against the doorway while looking at his phone. I sneak past him.

"Kirishima, if that's you, I swear I didn't send Bakugou that video where you were shoving 12 burgers from McDonald's down your pants to make yourself look 'thicc'." Todoroki said, using air quotes around the word "thicc". Shoto turns around and notices it's me. I blush as I look at his rock-hard abs and chest. He blushes when he sees me for some reason.

"What?!" I ask confused. "Why did Kirishima do that?!" I ask. He just shrugs his shoulders and throws on his shirt, standing up, and placing his uniform in the locker.

"It was a dare!" Kirishima shouted from the end of the locker room. I was holding in a laugh.

"Oh yeah. It was. A dare that you dared yourself to do." Todoroki shoots back. There was no response from Kirishima, but footsteps decreasing in sound. Todoroki smiles and walks out of the locker room. I follow him out. There were only a few people in the small stadium right now. Todoroki leaves and I leave my own way.

Todoroki's P.O.V

Fuck. I missed my chance. Maybe there's still time. I was thinking about this as I was walking. The way he looked in the locker room. His lips. So kissable. I can't believe I missed it. I wasn't paying attention, so I tripped on air. I was on the ground, my chin on the floor, so I could see. Midoriya was standing walking down the hall on his phone. Now's my chance! I stand up and ran towards him, bumping into him. He stumbles forward and looks at me. He has this adorable and confused look on his face. All my confidence goes down the drain, so I just give his lips a little peck and run away. I reach a hidden area and think back to what I just did. That felt like a dream like it was too good to be real. I think, touching my lips. I hear footsteps rapidly increasing so I hide further in my spot.

Midoriya's P.O.V

Why? Why did he kiss me? He's popular. I'm just a nobody. I'm just one of those people who walk by and you pay no notice to them. I'm one of those people who tries to get past school without participation in sports, band, or clubs. I'm one of those people you see in coffee shops on Fridays trying to study for the next test that's in the upcoming week. I'm just...normal.

"Todoroki?" I ask the long hallway where I heard a noise. "Is that you?" I ask again, walking down the empty hallway, an echo in my footsteps. I run into a box and hear a noise come out of something underneath the box. I pick up the box and see Todoroki there. He has a blush on his face.

"Why?" I ask. "Why do you like me? I'm a nobody. I'm that person that you don't notice walking down the hall. I'm just that worker at the coffee shop that you don't remember. I'm just that kid that studies slightly more than the average human. But then there's you. You're the guy every girl wants to go out with. You're the guy who can balance sports and school at the same time. You're the guy who has so many opportunities." I speak. "So why?"I continue. "Why me?" I finish with tears in my eyes.

"Because I don't care about that stereotypical guy you speak of. I like you for you. You may think you're a nobody, but in my book, you're everything," Todoroki speaks, pecking my lips at the end.