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Sunday, 2nd of February, 04:13 PM. Class 1-A Dormitory, 4th Floor.

After his plan to beg his fellow classmates for advice and to help him with his plan completely backfired, due to his lack of confidence and hatred of socialising with people outside of his very small 'friend' circle the day before, he decided that he should just stick to the confines of his comfort zone, and just ask the person he should've spoken to in the first place.

Mikumo sucked in a sharp breath, preparing himself for the humiliation that would follow after knocking on the door he stood in front of, because even though Yuu Takeyama (Apparently her mother's last name was Uraraka and she went by that for a while?) was a sweet, down to earth girl, she could also very well kick ass, and oh, boy, did she love to ridicule and pick on Mikumo.

But he supposed that was the price to pay for friendship that he never knew he wanted or needed.

Quickly, Mikumo reminded himself of who this was all for, before knocking hard on the door.

"Just a sec!"

Through the door, he could hear the muffled sounds of hurried footsteps, the sound of trash being picked up and scrunched, and a loud thud, before the door was finally opened, revealing a slightly dishevelled Yuu, leaning on the doorframe as she looked up at him tiredly.

Yeah, she had definitely just woken up and fell out of her bed.

"Hey,"

Mikumo simply shrugged and made his way into her room without asking. After their talk at the bubble tea store, they had grown closer over the past few months, texting and talking between classes, and other stuff that sociable people did.

"Make yourself comfortable, why don't you..."

She shut the door behind him as he sat down on her floor, in front of her bed and just next to her small table in the middle of the room.

Yuu then sat down on her bed, cross-legged and opposite Mikumo as he stared at her.

"Yuu,"

"Mikumo,"

Ew. It still felt weird being on a first-name basis with someone other than Katsuki. He also wasn't used to hearing his own first name.

"I need your help."

"With what?"

Oh. That... wasn't the reaction he was expecting. No taunts? No teases? The cotton candy gods must've been smiling upon him that day! He could've shed a tear!

"So.., so you know how Valentine's Day is coming up?"

Yuu nodded sceptically.

"Well, I... wanted to..." Mikumo's eyes drifted down to the carpet beneath him. "I wanted to plan something special for Katsuki, but I... can't do it alone."

"Aww! Look at you, wanting to be all romantic for your boyfriend!"

Aaaaaaand, there it was.

He could feel his face heat up. "Shut up." Why did he decide to tell her about his and Katsuki's relationship? Why couldn't he just have not told her like the rest of their class?

(Actually, why did he even consider begging his classmates for help in the first place? They would've definitely found out!... although, Kaminari did think that parrots and seagulls could make toucan babies...)

She let out a content sigh, flopping back onto her bland, brokey bed. "When are you guys just going to tell the class already?"

"When the time is right, I told you this like a million times. But anyways, will you help me or not?"

"Duh! Of course, I will, I don't know why you even bother asking." She said. "So, what parts do you need help with?"

Mikumo was so glad she agreed so easily. He really did not want it to have come to him grovelling on his hands and knees.