𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗗𝗿𝗼𝗽𝘀 // ᴹᵒⁿᵒᵐᵃ ᴺᵉⁱᵗᵒ ˣ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

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⚠ (Canon Divergence!) The fic is set in an alternate universe where the war against AFO and Shigaraki will not happen, along with a few curricular changes that happen to make all the first years in UA High above 18.

Socializing was never your strong suit from the get go, especially around strangers. So when you and the infamous Monoma Neito from Class 1-B both stood infront of UA High's entrance, merely a meter away from each other while waiting for the rain to die down, you couldn't help but wonder why he was so close despite having all the space in the world-well, a meter technically isn't close per se, but being that close to someone in a place that could fit multiple families was considered as a breach of personal space, especially to you. And of course, you could be the bigger person and distance yourself from him, but that will not be happening 'cause you were the one that got there first.

You steal at glance at him, his blond hair swaying in the cold breeze, his hands fidgeting as if he was eagerly waiting for the down pour to end, and his eyes periodically shifting from the dark gray clouds that stained the sky all the way to the red brick path that had small puddles forming in the uneven areas.

BZZT BZZT !

The phone in your hand vibrated which gained your attention, and surprisingly, the blond beside you also heard it. As you start to notice his head turn, you immediately pulled up your hand and shifted your gaze to the very phone that had almost outed you as a creep that likes to stare at strangers.

You tap the notification which prompted the messaging app to appear on your phone's rather bright screen. It was a message from Kirishima Eijiro from Class 1-A, a person whom you had met during your tour around UA High's Campus a few weeks ago. Kirishima's message read:

Where r u, bro?

You were supposed to drop by Class 1-A's dormitory while on the way to yours to lend Kirishima the latest volume of the manga you both were catching up on. The time that the both of you had agreed on was 5:30PM. You look at the time in which Kirishima's message was sent. It was 6:03PM. Poor guy, he must've been waiting a while in the foyer of their dormitory. In the few weeks that you got to know Kirishima, he would be the type of person to get the book from you himself, but his house arrest-or rather, dorm arrest- was keeping him from leaving their dorms

Srry dude, the rain is being a pain rn fr

You typed out. Your phone sending out mild vibrations with every letter you press on the digital keyboard. Once you finished typing, you immediately pressed the send button and watched as your message went from delivered to seen. But then, your peripheral vision caught something that you did not expect. Or did you?

The male beside you, whom you had never once shared a conversation with, was leaning his posture to read your chats. Once you noticed this, you didn't bother to wait for Kirishima's reply. You shut your phone and put it in the pocket of your midnight green colored pants.

You pretended to not notice the doings of Mr. Peeper beside you and take a look at the sky, checking the condition of the weather to see if you can make a run for the dorms.

And in that very moment, it was as if there was a divine intervention in the works. The rain's down fall became visibly softer and the sound of rain drops hitting the building, foliages, and the hard concrete had slowly started to subside. "This is my chance!" You thought as you fastened your backpack and braced yourself to run back to your abode. But then...