《|| BNHA Imagines ||》Ochako Uraraka || First.
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I walked down the halls of the school, music quietly playing on my headphones as I strolled. People around me walked in pairs, holding hands and cooing at one another.
It confused me immensely that there was such PDA (Public Display Of Affection) today, of all days. Is something happening? I thought as I pulled out my phone.
The home screen showed me nothing but the time and date. As I read the day, I slapped my forehead.
It's Valentine's Day.
My phone slid back into my pocket with ease. I continued walking, letting a sigh escape from my lips. I've never celebrated the holiday; after all, there's no one to celebrate it with.
"Good morning!" A familiar voice chirped as I opened the door to 1-A's classroom. I looked up to see Uraraka.
A soft smile appeared at the corner of my lips as I bowed. She was my crush; and yet I somehow forgot about Valentines Day. I blew my chance.
I brushed past her, walking towards my chair.
"U-Um, (Y/N)?" She quietly says as she taps my shoulder. I arch an eyebrow as I turn around, seeing her chocolate-colored eyes.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" She squeaks, holding out a tiny paper bag up to my face. I freeze, unsure of what to do.
"For me...?" I mutter, blushing. She nods profusely, mustering a nervous giggle.
I gently take the bag from her hands, peering into the present. A gasp emerges from my mouth; chocolate!
"I made it myself." She mutters, scratching her cheek with a smile on her face. I look up, grinning.
"You didn't have to." I quietly said, hugging her. She shook her head, laughing.
"Then how about you make up for it with a date?" She turns to look at me. I nod, hugging her tighter.
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