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“Are you guys sure this will work?” Sero asked as he tentatively made his way to the classroom.

“Absolutely! We’re lucky that Hagakure and Jirou are willing to help out,” Mina squealed, bouncing on the heels of her feet, “with Hagakure’s stealth and Jirou’s keen ears there’s no way he’ll find out before you’re ready to tell him!”

“Yeah it’s just that too many people know about it already,” Sero said, placing both of his hands behind his head.

“It’s only us four who know, Kaminari doesn’t even know! Do you-”

“Kaminari doesn’t know what?”

The two stopped in their tracks and turned around to come face to face with the electric user. Sero started stuttering in the middle of the hall while Mina gaped unsure of what to say.

“Um, you don’t know that um you know-“

“You don’t know that Iida found out about your next prank!” Mina exclaimed, making Sero sigh in relief.

“What? Aw man and I spent so much time planning it,” Kaminari huffed, leaning to rest his head on Sero’s shoulder, “oh well I guess that we’ll have to work on another one huh?”

“Yeah I guess- wait what do you mean we?”

“You’re obviously gonna help me, bro!” Kaminari said, throwing an arm around Sero’s shoulders, “you’re the only one who can help me win against Iida!”

“You do realise that he’s right over there, right?” Jirou commented casually, smirking slightly when Kaminari began panicking.

“Good he seems distracted, I don’t think he heard,” Kaminari said before strolling to his desk, Mina and Sero following behind him.

True to his word, the class rep was quite distracted much to the amusement of his friends as they watched him read over the same paper over and over again, his eyes wide behind his glasses.

“Iida I’m pretty sure you’ve read this a hundred times already,” Midoriya said, trying to hold back his laughter.

“Leave the man alone Deku, he’s in love,” Uraraka teased, stretching the vowels in ‘love’.

“I would have you know I am not in love, Uraraka,” Iida said, his eyes never once leaving the paper, “I am simply trying to make sense of all of this.”

“What is there to make sense of?” Tsuyu asked, tilting her head to the side, “it seems pretty straightforward to me.”

Iida sighed before looking back down at the note he had found on his desk when he had first arrived at class. The paper was a nice light blue colour and the message was written in slanted handwriting.


You may not know it, but your face brightens up my entire day. I would love to see it more.


He understood that it was meant to be a love letter of some sort, but what Iida couldn’t understand was who had left it on his desk and why they chose to do so instead of coming to him directly. However, he was too nervous to even take a step in the direction of the object of his admiration so perhaps he should applaud his admirer for at least taking action.

It wasn’t until he heard a low whistle from behind him that Iida realised just how honed in on the note he was. Lifting his head, he saw Aizawa standing at the front of the class, eyes zeroed in on him while everybody around him got on with the day’s assignment. Scrambling for his things, Iida turned quickly to give Uraraka a glare for not alerting him to the start of the lesson.

His admirer would have to be put aside for the time being.


Sero was a coward.

At least that was what Mina, Hagakure and Jirou were saying as he enlisted their help to leave Iida the love notes. When he confessed his feelings for the bluenette to Mina, he was surprised that the pink girl didn’t immediately try to push him to confess. Instead, she asked him how he usually dealt with such feelings to which he replied writing them out before ripping up the paper so nobody could see. She encouraged him to continue writing down his feelings for Iida but this time not to rip it up and instead give it to the other boy.

Working together the two of them were able to devise a plan that would allow them to achieve their aim while simultaneously making sure that Iida did not catch them which was quite difficult considering the other boy was so organised and was constantly on top of everything.

“So what do you actually like about Iida,” Mina asked, lying in Sero’s hammock while he wrote out another note to Iida, “like I guess there’s the things you talk about in the notes but there has to be more.”

“It’s hard to explain,” Sero said leaning back in his chair, hands behind his head, “it’s kind of like with Bakugou and Kirishima you know? We all know how feisty Bakugou gets sometimes and Kirishima acts like an anchor for him, something grounding when things seem to get out of hand.”

“So Iida is like your anchor?” Mina pondered, eyes squinting at the ceiling.

“I guess so,” Sero shrugged, stretching out his arms, “I’ve been asking him for help with studying recently and it may sound silly but when I feel ready to just give up, he encourages me with a smile to continue going and it’s his smile is surprisingly soft and gentle for such a loud and out-there guy.”

“Wow, I’ve never noticed any of this stuff about our class rep before,” Mina said, sitting up to look at Sero, “you’ve really got it bad huh?”

“Yeah, I do,” Sero chuckled a bit before turning back to the notes he had been writing, “but hopefully it will be worth it.”


The next day, Iida wasn’t expecting a single note, assuming it to be a fluke or perhaps a one-time thing.

So he was shocked when he walked into the classroom to find two notes in the middle of his desk.

Sitting down, Iida picked them both up carefully, as though they would rip if he used too much force and read them with furrowed brows.


Whenever I feel like giving up, I think of you and I find the will to go on.


Iida felt a smile grow on his face as he read the first note, warmth blooming in his chest at the thought that his simple presence could make somebody feel better. It was an amazing feeling and it made him want to find the person behind these notes.


Every time I see your smile, I feel as though all my troubles have flown away.


The second note made Iida blush, it was not often that he got compliments such as these, people preferring to comment on his intelligence and perseverance so for somebody to see him in such a light made his heart flutter.

“You got another note.”

Startling, Iida turned around to see Todoroki standing in the doorway, Midoriya, Uraraka and Tsuyu with him as they all looked at the blue-haired boy with varying expressions of curiosity on their faces.

“Actually, it’s two this time,” Iida said, holding out both of the notes.

Uraraka squealed before taking the note in his right hand and reading it, leaving the other note for Midoriya to read.

“Wow Iida, it seems like this person really likes you,” Midoriya said, a smile on his face and he returned the note.

“If they are telling the truth then yes.”

“Why wouldn’t they be telling the truth?” Tsuyu asked, standing in front of Iida’s desk so she could study his face.

“I mean this all seems quite sudden,” Iida said gesturing wildly to the notes, “why would somebody just start placing notes out of nowhere? Surely if somebody had a crush on me I would have noticed by now?”

“Well to answer your first question, somebody is obviously leaving these notes because they like you,” Uraraka said pointing at Iida with a bubbly smile, “also, you’re not the brightest when it comes to romance Iida.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re kind of oblivious when it comes to crushes Iida,” Midoriya said as others began piling into the class, “and that’s coming from me.”

“Remember those people who tried flirting with you when we went out?” Tsuyu asked

“Out where?”

“Literally everywhere,” Uraraka deadpanned.

“Give an example.”

“Okay then, what about last week when we went to get coffee and Deku almost punched some girl in the face because she was flirting with Todoroki.”


“I didn’t notice that,” Todoroki said, his eyebrows scrunching ever so slightly.

“Well you’re about as oblivious as Midoriya and Iida so it’s no surprise,” Tsuyu said, placing a hand on Todoroki’s shoulder.

“What does this have to do with my being oblivious?” Iida asked only to get incredulous looks from all of his friends.

“Do you seriously not remember?” Midoriya asked, gaping when Iida shakes his head.

“Iida there were three boys all trying to get your number the whole time we were there!” Uraraka screeched in shock, drawing the attention of everyone in the classroom.

“Uraraka! They were not flirting, they were simply asking if I could show them the moves that I had demonstrated at the sports festival,” Iida said, not noticing Sero falling into Mina’s arms on the other side of the classroom.

“You sweet oblivious boy,” Tsuyu said, patting his head.

“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not but I will take it as such!”

“Great now all of you take your seats,” Aizawa drawled as he walked into the classroom placing his papers on his desk, “I’m not used to getting you guys to listen this early in the morning.”

“Well Iida usually doesn’t but I guess he’s been slacking off recently,” Kaminari said resting his head on his hands, a lazy smile on his lips.

“I must apologise, Sir,” Iida said, getting up and bowing slightly, “I will do better!”

“It’s fine, sit back down,” Aizawa sighed before beginning to write on the board.

As Iida sat back down in his seat with a heavy heart, he caught Sero’s eyes and the black-haired boy gave him a smile which made him feel a bit lighter. Keeping his head down to hide his blush, Iida quickly attended to his work, trying to keep his mind off Sero, knowing that the boy is just being friendly.


As the days went by, more and more notes were piled onto Iida’s desk, another one being added to his desk every time they had a lesson.

“Whoever this person is, they have dedication,” Todoroki said as they came into class to see ten notes plastered onto Iida’s desk.

“Or maybe they are trying to let go of their feelings by writing down these notes,” Iida said, picking them up one by one, “like a catharsis of some sorts.”

“Why are you so negative about all this Iida?” Midoriya questioned, leaning against Iida’s desk, “maybe they just really like you and want to show ruin this way.”

“I know, but it seems sort of foolish to get my hopes up,” Iida sighed, looking at all the notes in his hands, “what if they never plan to reveal themselves?”

A silence fell over the friend group as Iida read through the notes, his smile growing as he read each one.


I never knew how charming an undercut could be until I saw it on you.

The way you care for all of our classmates is extremely admiring.

I can only dream to be half the person that you are.

In my eyes, you are the prettiest person in our class and perhaps even the school

I hope you never change because I love you how you are now.

Your heart of gold inspires me to be a better person.

When we spar I always love it when one of us pin the other down and we are face to face so close that I could just lean in and kiss you.


“Look at the way he’s blushing!” Uraraka squealed, grabbing the attention of his classmates, “this is honestly so cute my heart cannot handle it!”

“Is everything okay?” Momo asked as she saw Iida frozen in place while Uraraka bounced up and down with endless energy.

“Iida has an admirer! Look at all these notes he’s getting,” Uraraka plucked a note from Iida’s hand showing them to the girl.

A smile appeared on Momo’s face as she cooed over the romantic messages.

“Aww, Iida this person must like you a lot,” Momo said as she returned them to him, “and judging from your face you like them as well.”

“Isn’t it stupid?” Iida asked, slumping down in his seat, “I don’t even know who it is yet I am feeling such emotion for them.”

“Well that’s the aim, isn’t it? To get you to like them for their words instead of for like their looks,” Midoriya said, placing a hand on his chin, “perhaps your admirer is insecure about their looks so instead of talking to you outright they prefer to leave these notes ensuring that you will continue to feel such joy over them while simultaneously protecting themselves from rejection but the true question is whether they plan on confessing to you face to face and are leaving these notes while they gather their courage or if they simply wish to tell you all of this to brighten up your day because that’s the type of person that they are and then there’s the possibility that-“

Midoriya’s signature rambling was cut off as Todoroki took a hold of his face and pressed their lips together, relishing in the shock from his boyfriend although he had used this method to stop his muttering numerous times before. As they parted, Todoroki placed a hand on Midoriya’s head, a small smile on his face.

“My love I believe that your words are scaring Iida,” Todoroki said gesturing to where Iida was still staring at his desk.

“Oh, sorry Iida, I was simply going through all of the possibilities,” Midoriya said looking at his hands, “I didn’t mean to make you nervous.”

“There is no need to feel bad about being nervous anyway,” Uraraka said, placing a hand on Iida’s shoulder, “your crush is probably as nervous as you are.”

“While that is true, I haven’t done anything for them to show my appreciation,” Iida sighed, adjusting his glasses, “what if they think I do not like the notes when in actuality I enjoy them very much.”

“I have an idea for how you can show them your gratitude!” Momo suddenly exclaimed, a beaming smile on her face, “we must talk about it later though, just in case the admirer is somebody in this class.”

“You are right, speaking of which,” Iida stood up from his seat, staring at the clock, “everybody to your seats! Class starts in less than five minutes.”

“Sure thing class rep,” Sero called back giving Iida a wink as well which made the bluenette sputter for a few seconds.

“Interesting,” Uraraka mused looking between the two boys with a hint of mischief in her eyes.


“I think this is going to be the last set of notes girls,” Sero said, placing his pen down on his desk.

At his words, the three girls turned to him to shock with Hagakure audibly gasping while Jirou just tilted her head in question.

“Wait does this mean,” Mina scrambled from her place on the floor of his room and went to grab the black-haired boy’s shoulders, “you’re finally gonna confess?”

“Well yeah, what else is there to do? Plus he seems to like the letters from what I’ve heard,” Sero said, wincing as Mina began shaking him violently.

“I’m so happy for you! I knew this plan would work!”

“Uraraka was telling me that Iida wanted to find out who was leaving him the notes anyways,” Hagakure commented, clapping her hands together, “so it all works out in the end.”

“I’m just glad I don’t have to get up early and play lookout for you anymore,” Jirou deadpanned but there was a hint of a smile on her face.

“Thank you guys so much for helping me with this,” Sero said smiling at them all, “but I think I’m ready now.”

“Good luck!” Mina squealed, wrapping her arms around him, “not that you’ll need it anyway, you probably have Iida falling head over heels for you and that’s not even including your good looks yet!”

“I’m kinda plain looking anyways so he isn’t missing out on much,” Sero shrugged only to feel something hitting his back.

“Don’t say that about yourself!” Hagakure said, moving from the floor to behind him without anyone realising, “you have to have confidence! Confidence is what makes the confession even better.”

“No it’s the romance,” Mina argued, crossing her arms, “and he’s already got that down with the live notes.”

“I think it’s getting the confession out,” Jirou said, standing up and heading to the door before pausing and turning back to Sero, “trust me, with how much effort you’ve put into all of this already, the confession should be a piece of cake. Don’t worry too much about it.”

With those words she left, leaving Sero smiling to himself as he looked at the notes in front of him. Letting out a sigh, Sero placed his hands behind his head and stared at the wall in front of him, feeling a nervous buzz of energy as he thought about actually confessing to Iida.


“Are you sure this is a good idea Momo?” Iida asked as they walked down the school halls early in the morning, even earlier than Iida was used to getting up.

“Of course! We meet your admirer, find out their identity and you get to give them your love letter,” Momo said, clasping her hands together, this plan should go off without a hitch.

“If you say so,” Iida said as they made their way to their classroom.

As the two class representatives headed towards the door, they heard voices that made them pause their steps.

“Could that be them?” Momo asked, trying to peek around the door.

“If it is them, then why are there multiple voices,'' Iida whispered back, popping his head around the door.

The two of them watched as Jirou, Hagakure, Mina, Sero and Kaminari all crowded around Iida’s desk giggling and laughing with each other.

“I still can’t believe you went this far, Sero,” Hagakure giggled, bouncing on the spot, “I never pinned you to be this kind of person.”

“What can I say?” Sero said and Iida’s eyes widened as he saw Sero placing down the love notes he had been getting for the past two weeks.

“Hey we helped as well, we should all get credit for this,” Jirou said, twirling her earphone jack.

“Yes we all had a hand in pulling this off,” Sero said, straightening up to look at them all, “well except for Kaminari.”

“Hey, if I knew I totally would’ve helped out!”

“If you knew then the whole class would know as well because of you and your big mouth,” Jirou said, smirking.

“What about Mina?” Kaminari flung his arms out to gesture at the pink-haired girl, “she’s the biggest gossip in the hero course- no the school!”

“Hey, when it comes to setting up pranks I never say anything it’s all over do I?” Mina argued, pointing a finger accusingly in Kaminari’s face, “the same applies here.”

Mina’s words made Iida’s heart freeze as he mulled over them.

“Pranks?” Iida breathed out in confusion, “was this all some practical joke?”

“No it can’t be,” Momo said shaking her head, “I know those three like to play around but they wouldn’t take it this far. Also, I doubt Jirou and Hagakure would join them.”

Just as Iida was about to fire off another accusation, Jirou’s laugh cut through the silence capturing their attention.”

“Iida really fell for it didn’t he?” Jirou said, looking at his desk, “who would’ve thought?”

“I guess he must like stuff like this,” Sero said, hands on his hips, “I’ll keep it in mind for the future.”

“Ooh, so there’s gonna be a future?” Hagakure giggled.

“Well if there is a next time I want to help!” Kaminari exclaimed, banging his hand down on the desk next to Iida’s, “it’s funny to see the class rep all flustered.”

“Iida? Do you want to leave?”

At Momo’s question, Iida realised how his vision had become blurry with tears and began wiping at them with his sleeves. Instead of answering the other girl, he stood up and began walking away. Getting up, Momo turned and glared at the group in the classroom before following after Iida.


“Alright time to see how Iida enjoys his most recent notes,” Mina said as she bounced on her way to class, Sero and Kaminari next to her.

After leaving the notes, they all went roaming around to school to avoid suspicion before going back to class to watch Iida’s reaction to the romantic messages on his desk.

“Okay, so what’s the plan again?” Kaminari asked, “I just want to be sure.”

“Hagakure tells Iida that she has an idea on who is leaving the notes behind and then tells him to meet her in the courtyard during lunch. Then when he goes there I will be there, I will confess to him-

“And then they will start dating, and one of them will propose and then they’ll get married and have kids, two girls and two twin boys and then-“

“That’s enough I think Mina,” Sero said, lightly shoving the pink girl as she began laughing.

“Anyways let’s hurry up and see how it’s all going.”

The three of them walked into the class and were surprised that it was completely silent for once. Everybody had sombre looks on their faces as they sat down at their desks making Sero frown.

“Hey what’s going on here?” Kaminari asked Ojiro who shrugged before answering.

“Momo came into class earlier and refused to talk to anybody even lashing out at Jirou and Hagakure,” then he pointed at the back of the class, “and they’ve been in a bad mood since I walked into the room so I’m not sure what all of that is about.”

Following Ojiro’s finger, Sero saw how Iida’s friends were all huddled around Iida’s desk, looking solemn or in Todoroki and Uraraka’s case, angry.

“Hey guys,” Mina said walking over to them, “did something happen?”

Instead of a reply, Mina received glares from all four of them making her step back in shock. Kaminari stepped forward placing a hand on Mina’s shoulder as he tried to diffuse the situation.

“Wait, guys, let’s talk about this,” Kaminari reasoned, “surely there’s-“

“You know I’m not sure if I should be pissed off at you since you didn’t help them,” Todoroki said, an edge to his usually monotone voice as he walked to his desk, “but considering you didn’t try to stop them either I guess you’re just as much as fault as them.”

“Okay, clearly we’re missing something here,” Sero said looking around the classroom, “where’s Iida?”

His question made Uraraka scoff and he vaguely saw Midoriya’s hands form fists. Before any of them could say anything though, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Momo standing behind him, a disappointed look on her face.

“Just go to your seat Sero,” she said, a sigh in her voice, “please.”

Reluctantly, Sero went to his desk, turning around to see all the notes still on Iida’s desk. However, he also saw Momo staring at them with an unreadable expression on her face.

When Aizawa came in, the man looked over the classroom as he marked everyone in and paused when he saw Iida’s desk was empty.

“Where is Iida?”

“He’s feeling sick today sir, so he won’t be in, unfortunately,” Momo said standing up.

“I saw him walking around earlier though,” Aizawa said, squinting his eyes at Momo, “he seemed fine to me.”

“Well, you see sir, it is more an emotional ailment rather than a physical one,” Momo said, eyes drifting to Sero.

“I see. tell him I will need to speak with him later then,” Aizawa said, placing down his things and crawling into his sleeping bag, “today will be a study period. Get on with it.”

Once he was sure that Aizawa was asleep, Sero shot out of his seat and made for the door. He walked down the hallway, heading towards the dorms when a voice called out behind him.

“Haven’t you done enough?”

Spinning around, he saw Uraraka and Momo standing there walking towards him.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re going to see Iida right?” Uraraka had her arms crossed in front of her chest as she glared up at him, “even after breaking his heart?”

“I want to confess to him!” Sero blurted out, looking at the two girls in confusion, “what do you mean ‘break his heart’?”

“We heard you this morning,” Momo said unimpressed, “talking about pranks and how you ‘set it all up and you can’t believe ‘he fell for it. Quite cruel if you ask me.”

“Pranks? I was planning on confessing to him,” Sero said, arms flailing out, “does he think this is a joke?”

“Well from what we heard this morning it sure does sound like one,” Momo said, bristling yet her gaze wasn’t as hard, “do you truly have feelings for him?”

“Yes, I do,” Sero pleaded, taking a step closer to the two girls, “I wouldn’t put all this effort just to hurt him. That’s the last thing I want to do.”

If you are being honest then you will be needing these,” Momo said, handing Sero the notes he placed on Iida’s desk earlier.

“If this is truly a misunderstanding then you better swing yourself back to the dorms and explain this to Iida,” Uraraka said stomping her foot down, “and if you only hurt him further I’ll-“

“Float me into space?”

“I’ll float your broken, bruised mangled body to space,” Uraraka growled, making Sero gulp in fear.

“Got it,” he said, his tone high-pitched, “I’ll be going now.”

They watched as he began running down the halls and Uraraka sighed as Momo started back to their classroom.

“He better not fuck this up.”


When Sero finally reached Iida’s room door, his hand paused as he was about to knock.

How would he even make it up to Iida? Even though it was a misunderstanding, he had inadvertently hurt the one person who brought him joy and that made him feel horrible. Taking a deep breath, Sero knocked firmly on the door, listening to the rustling on the other side as he waited for it to open.

When the door flung open, he saw Iida standing there, a fake smile on his face which contrasted with his haggard appearance, but as soon as he realised who was on the other side of the door, the facade dropped.

“Sero,” he whispered in disbelief before moving to close the door.

“No,” Sero said using his quick reflexes to slip inside, “we need to talk now.”

“I don’t think I want to listen to what you have to say right now, “ Iida said, bracing himself against the now-closed door, “what you did hurt me and I-“

“It wasn’t a prank!”

Silence took over the room as Iida turned around to scrutinise Sero and it was then that the shorter boy saw just how broken Iida looked. His eyes were rimmed red and his hair looked like he had been tugging at it. Even his usually neat uniform was now crumpled. Combining everything he noticed, it seemed that the bluenette had spent the past hour or so crying his eyes out which made Sero’s heart shatter.

“How could you ever think my feelings for you are a joke?” Sero asked, closing the gap between him and Iida.

“Then what about this morning? With Hagakure and Jirou and Mina?”

“They’re the ones who helped me with everything Iida,” Sero said, taking a hold of Iida’s hands and smiling softly when he allowed the touch, “I was even planning on confessing to you today. Actually, follow me.”

Sero guided Iida out of his room and started leaving the dorms, leaving the class rep to only stare in confusion as they made their way to the forest surrounding Heights Alliance. They soon came to a stop under a willow tree where flowers were growing in the grass surrounding the tree.

“If I’m going to confess then I should at least do it right,” Sero said with a smile before clearing his throat, “Iida Tenya, I am the one who has been writing you love notes for the past two weeks and not as a prank but because I genuinely like you and would like to be with you. Feel free to reject me but I just had to get it out.”

“I’m sorry for accusing you,” Iida said, softly, a sheepish expression on his face, “it’s just that I couldn’t imagine anyone liking me let alone pursuing a relationship.”

“Why not?”

“Well I’m a bit uptight, too loud, too robotic, I lack emotion and do not get on well with other people.”

“I have a counterargument to everything you just said,” Sero said with a chuckle that made Iida’s heart flutter, “you like being organised and having things in order and there’s no issue with that, sure you are quite loud but not too loud you just have a lot to say and are very outspoken. You say you don’t get along with other people but just now when I went to class all of your friends looked at me with bloodlust because they thought I hurt you.”

“They didn’t do anything, did they?” Iida asked a concerned furrow to his eyebrows.

“Well apart from a downright murderous glare from Todoroki and a death threat from Uraraka not really,” Sero said with a shrug, “see how even now you were the one hurt yet you’re worried about me.”

“I just didn’t want anything bad to happen,” Iida said, looking away with a blush on his face.

“That brings to what you said about lacking emotion,” Sero said tugging Iida closer until their chests were touching, “you say that yet you are the most caring person I know. I still remember how you talked about your brother when we had to do that assignment on heroes we look up to and your voice was full of pride and your face of admiration. Someone would have to be blind to not see how big your heart is. That’s the type of person you are Tenya.”

“Tenya?” Iida questioned, heals tilted.

“I like the sound of your name,” Sero said, a smirk on his face.

Lost for words, Iida could just blush, hiding his face in other’s shoulder despite their height difference before talking, his words muffled by Sero’s top.

“You’re gonna have to speak up there Tenya,” Sero teased, resting his hands on Iida’s hips.

Sighing, Iida pushed himself up and inhaled deeply before bursting out in an uncharacteristic ramble.

“I wrote a love letter, which I was supposed to give to you this morning, however before I give it to you, can I kiss you?”


Placing a hand at Iida’s nape, Sero pulled the taller boy down and slotted their lips together, feeling his heart soar as he felt the blue-haired boy’s soft lips touching his. Similarly, Iida also melted into the shorter boy’s touch with his hands perched on Sero’s shoulders as he returned the kiss with fervour. When they separated, they both wore beaming smiles on their faces.

“You know, ” Iida whispered despite it being the two of them, “if you insist on calling me Tenya, I believe it is only fair that I get to call you Hanta.”

“You can call me Hanta as long as we can call ourselves boyfriends,” Sero said, winking at Iida which made him blush.

“That is fine with me,” Iida said before straightening up, “let us go back to my room, I would like to show you that love letter now.”

“And I,” Sero said, taking a hold of Iida’s hand and intertwining their fingers, “would love to read it.”