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[Totally gonna ask him on a date, and then turn bright neon red and probably pass out]
“Me? Surely you meant someone else … ”
The oddest of requests stands before the student, Shinso will not deny that; it was out of the blue. Insecurity forces a mind to overanalyze every fragment of his words, his eyes hesitating to reciprocate any contact with the others gaze out of sheer embarrassment. It must be some sort of joke. Maybe he sought for a certain reaction from his lifeless face. However, the more he digests Izuku’s phrase, how sheepish the boy verbalized such thing, he was reminded that the boy was a soft-spoken, genuine fellow. He was probably just as shy saying the suggestion of a date to Shinso.
While unable to gather the proper words to respond, his gaze slowly drifts to emerald pools as to acknowledge the other, and not leave him feeling unsure of himself for voicing the idea of a rendezvous for the last thing Shinso would want to do is upset a figure that inspires him greatly. But before he can engage his thought process, his attention was directed at the rose hue Izuku’s cheeks adapted. Pupils only turn into the size of needle pins when they catch the sight of the young boy losing consciousness.
Hands reacted in a velocity that would surface the image of Iida’s engines as his attempt to catch the falling body wasn’t so feeble. Catching him by the upper portion of Izuku’s arms, his heart picks up a quicker pace out of uncertainty as he takes a bated breath, facing at the visage of the one that passed out. Anxiety only swells at this reaction from the smaller male. The sight alone looks like Shinso was trying to hold up a corpse.