One day, Kyoka walked into the common room and fell in love.

Yeah.

Just like that. More or less. A bit more than less, actually.

Eri was visiting them that day and the only one who had dragged his butt out of bed to greet her this early - after that godawful training session Aizawa had wrung them through - was Izuku.

Over the last three years, Kyoka had found out that Izuku was not a morning person. Not at all. In fact it was so bad, that Bakugo had to slap him each and every morning to get him into a usable state. And since Kyoka usually didn't wander around the boy's dorms in the morning, she hadn't actually seen Izuku in his delirious morning state before.

In short, he was a drowsy mess.

Ignoring that his hair was a literal birdnest, he looked as if he had simply fallen into his clothes and proceeded to roll out of his room. Everything that could possibly be askew was, well, askew. And if his pants were going to slide any lower... well, she should probably take a picture.

But his sexy fresh out of the bed look wasn't what suddenly had her fall in love. Nah. Kyoka wasn't that shallow.

When Eri skipped into the common room Izuku smiled sleepily at her and picked her out of the air as she flung here self at him. He spun her around. She shrieked. It was cute. Then he sat her upon his forearm, turned around, and smiled as he noticed her standing there with her cup in hands.

"Oh, mornin' Kyo," he said, slurring the words ever so slightly.

Kyoka clicked her tongue. Kyo. *THUMP* Okay. What was that? She looked down into her coffee. How much sugar had she put in there? Maybe she had a heart attack? No. Unlikely. But it was really annoying to hear her own heart thunder in her chest. And why did her face feel hot?

Hm. "Mornin'," she said, taking a sip from her coffee.

She kept staring at him even as Izuku returned to talk to Eri about whatever the lil' tyke had done yesterday. Eri kissed his cheek and he laughed, returning the favor as overbearingly as he could.

It was too wholesome.

Again, Kyoka clicked her tongue. Dammit. Did her Ovaries just explode? A stupid feeling. A good feeling.

Alright. So it wasn't the sugar. She'd just fallen face first in love. Good thing she was self-aware. And spawning an egg, most likely. She sighed into her cup. Guess she had something to do this Sunday.

"hey Izu!" she called, setting her cup down on the counter.

Izuku startled. "I-Izu? Uh, yes?"

"Wanna go on a date?"

Yeah. Being blunt was kind of her thing.

He stared at her, squinting his eyes. Then he turned to Eri. "Uh, Eri."

"Yes?" the girl chirped, smiling widely.

Ah. it was so once to see her happy.

"D-Did Kyoka just ask me on a date...?" he asked her, crouching down to eye level with her.

Eri tilted her head, booped his nose, nodded. Kyoka almost puked a rainbow. "Yes, you dummy!"

Izuku turned around to her again. "You did!?"

Kyoka smiled. "Hell yeah, I did. You up?"

"Go, big bro!" she heard Eri whisper, giving Izuku a thumbs up.

Izuku gave her a nervous smile. "Uuh, okay?"

Kyoka huffed. "Of course's okay. Come on." She smirked. "And put your pants back on."

The most girlish shriek on the campus escaped Izuku's throat as he jumped right into the ceiling. He lost his pants on Eri's head as he did. Could this get any more hilarious?

And that was the moment Aizawa walked in.

Kyoka had a great day. She'd like to say Izuku's was great, too, but Aizawa almost murdered him for jumping around in front of Eri in his undies.

At least Eri had the time of her life telling the tale to the entire class how Izuku "stripped" for her. Aizawa then almost murdered Mineta for existing.

And that's that. Kyoka had a man now.