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The only way I would discover who my star-crossed lover is—is first finding out who was the best kisser. On a scale of one to ten, I'd give Shouto a seven-ish.

The only problem was, how would I find out? I mean, I can't just run up and start randomly kissing guys. I can't make that same mistake again. . .

As I strolled back home, a voice called my name.

"(Y/N)!"

Looking over, it was angel baby, Izuku. So, I approached him.

"Oh, hey! Whussup?"

He turned red-faced. "N-Nothing much. I was just, uh—wondering if you wanted to maybe. . .see a movie on Saturday?"

"Sure! What movie?"

"I don't know—I didn't think we'd have a pop quiz a-about it—!" He then started to cry. He fell to the ground and curled up in a ball, just sobbing a river.

"Oh, dear. Why don't we get you inside? It's been a tough day, hasn't it?" I comforted, while helping him up. He shakily nodded. So, we both entered his apartment. I sat him down on the couch and tried escaping, but he asked me something.

"(Y-Y/N)?" he choked out.

"Ye?"

"C-Could you sit with me? W-We could watch B-Bee Movie. . ."

"Sure! I love that movie. I used to watch it with my dad before he left."

So, I sat beside Izuku and stared at the TV. In the first two minutes of the cartoon, he rested his head on my shoulder and started crying again.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Y-Your dad left you—that's so sad! M-My dad left too. . .IT'S SO SAD!!!" He used my sleeve as a tissue and sneezed into it. Noice.

"Aw, poor thing. Look, why don't you take a depression nap on my shoulder, 'kay~?"

He sniffled. "O-Okay. . ."

And so, he did.

I pulled out my phone and started dialing Mina's number. The text I sent was,

'Hey, I'm at Izuku's apartment and he's taking a depression nap on my shoulder. I'm scared to wake him up or else he'll start crying again. Could you pick me up? P.S, don't bring anyone else.'

She texted back, 'K.'

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Later, I heard the sound of a car engine outside the window. Carefully placing Izuku down, I tiptoed over to the window. Out there, I saw Mina in a pink corvette with Katsuki, Eijiro, Denki, and Hanta all piled in the back. The five of them waved. Sneaking down, I whispered to her, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO BRING ANYONE ELSE."

"The Bakusquad isn't just anyone else~"

I groaned. So, I hopped in the back, only to be crushed by these four guys in the middle. Our shoulders were all scrunched together.

"Screw this." Katsuki got up and sat on the surface of the car's boot, which was totally safe. He pulled out a chunky 80s boombox, only to blare 'U Can't Touch This' by MC Hammer.

Mina chirped, "OMG, LET'S GO SHOPPING!!!"

"Cool, I need some new crocs anyway," said Eijiro.

Katsuki shouted, "NO, THE BAKUSQUAD DOES NOT WEAR CROCS. IN THIS WORLD, IT'S EITHER YEET OR BE YEETED."

"Fine, we'll stop at Gucci then."

Denki added, "My peasant self can barely afford a Big Mac, what y'all talking 'bout."

"I always wanted a pair of Kanye West's Yeezy's though~" Hanta vocalized.

Katsuki asked, "Why would you disrespect Kanye like that?"

Denki nudged me. "Don't worry, babe. After a while, you'll get used to us." He then winked.

"Yeah, I appoint you apart of the Bakusquad now!" Katsuki told me.

"Wow, I'm pretty sure you hated me like, this morning, but cool."

Mina laughed. "So, in the Bakusquad, we usually just chill and shop at the mall~"

"We also have movie nights."

I'm pretty sure everyone in this car just met each other today, but I went along with it.

"Bakugou is planning on throwing a house party Friday too," informed Hanta. "His parents are gonna be out, so yeah."

"Oh—"

As soon as they heard the worriment in my voice, Mina assured, "Oh, don't worry! It'll be a small crowd. It's not like the entire school is coming."

Well, that made me feel better.

Denki mischievously rubbed his hands together for whatever reason.

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The Bakusquad and I were strolling down the mall, mainly loitering. Katsuki was explaining to me all the rule sets of the group.

"So, on Wednesdays, we wear black. Also, we don't wear crocs."

"But Eijiro is wearing—"

"He doesn't count. He's just a brat who's disloyal to the club."

Eijiro countered, "BUT THEY'RE MANLY—"

"NO, THEY AIN'T—"

Hanta leaned over to me and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you where I hide from everyone later."

He only made me laugh.

Oh, my gosh. He made me laugh. Did that mean. . .

I LIKED HANTA SERO!?!?!?

Hanta smiled before running ahead of the group. I looked over at Denki, but he just did a peace sign and disappeared.

Hawt.

After some more walking, the others separated—except Eijiro. It was just the two of us, alone. How awkward.

"Hehe, so—where do you wanna go, (Y/N)?"

I thought about it. "Maybe we could just walk!"

"Sure." A smirk then crept up his face. What was he thinking?

Before I could ask, he effortlessly lifted me up in a princess-carry. I let out a squeal before laughing. Hugging my arms around his neck, I closed my eyes with a smile.

"There's no reason for a lady like you to be walking! Besides, it's only manly for me to sweep you off your feet~"

I flushed from his words. But it occurred to me, what if Eijiro was the one!? Did he like me more than a friend!? Or was he just being nice?

Because of how confused I was, I just decided to call it a day.

"Oh, I got to get home. It's getting late—thanks for carrying me and stuff though." I smiled.

"No problem~"

So, I summoned a Nyan Cat. Mounting it, I waved Eijiro off and zipped away. The Nyan Cat blasted through the mall's ceiling, hit a few birds (aka Fumikage), and flew me back to my new home.