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Glossophobia - Fear of Public Speaking
Key:
(Y/N) = Your Name
(Y/L/N) = Your Last Name
(H/L) = Hair Length
(H/C) = Hair Colour
(E/C) = Eye Colour
A Few Months Prior:
Shoto sighed as he sat at his desk, clearly showing he didn't want to be there. The Sports Festival had just passed and he finally accepted his left side after a long discussion with his mother in the hospital. He was the first person in the class, which shocked him considering Bakugo and Iida were almost always the first. The red and white haired boy pulled out his phone, plugging in his headphones to drown out the world. Despite understanding his emotions more clearly, he still had to think. After about three songs, he noticed a familiar blond and redhead enter the class. Shoto groaned to himself, already missing what little silence he had. "Oi, half-and-half!" The blond yelled, making Shoto roll his eyes. "What, Bakugo?" He asked, shutting off his phone. "You better not hold back next time! Don't resist your flames because of your stupid ass dad-" "Bakubro, that's enough! Leave him alone, it's too early for this!" Kirishima interrupted, making Bakugo growl. "You're lucky, IcyHot." He declared, huffing before turning to face the redhead, scolding him for interrupting. Shoto just groaned and returned his attention to his phone until Aizawa announced it was the start of class. "Okay, quiet down. We have important business to discuss." He explained, effectively quieting down class 1-A. "Now then, we have a new student joining us today. She would've come at the beginning of the year, but there were a few complications." Aizawa began, immediately getting interrupted by the noiser students. "Woah, a new student?!" "What's her quirk?" "Is she hot?!" "What sort of complications?!" Were a few things shouted out. However, one glare from Aizawa's piercing eyes was enough to make them hold their questions. "Normally, I'd have the new student introduce themself. However, due to this special situation, I will. Her name is (Y/L/N) (Y/N) and her quirk is Telekinesis. She can control any living or non-living object with only her mind, but can get serious migraines and potential brain damage if she goes too far. Any questions?" He explained, watching as Izuku's hand rose. "Midoriya?" "If you don't mind explaining, why is this situation different? Why is she only joining us now?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion. "(Y/L/N) has extreme Glossophobia. It's at the point where she can't speak around people anymore unless it's her family. She communicates using a whiteboard." Aizawa explained, making some of his students murmur in curiosity. Shoto just huffed quietly, wanting class to be over with. "On that note. (Y/L/N), please enter!" Suddenly, a girl with (H/L), (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes entered the class, a shy smile on her face and a whiteboard among her books. She stood at the front, bowing to her fellow classmates before turning to face the grungy man, awaiting further instructions. "Welcome to our class, (Y/L/N). You'll be sitting in the open seat next to Todoroki. Todoroki, raise your hand." Aizawa declared, the (H/C) watching as the dual-haired boy raised his hand. She nodded and quickly made her way over to him, taking a seat in the empty desk on his right. Shoto glanced over at her, his blue and gray eyes making contact with her (E/C) ones. He sent her a small wave, a gesture which she returned. She quickly grabbed her whiteboard, scribbling down something with the black marker. "Hey, I'm (Y/L/N) (Y/N). Nice to meet you!" It read, making Shoto smile softly. "I'm Todoroki Shoto. The pleasure is all mine." He whispered, his smile growing when he saw her lips break out into one.
Finally, classes had ended for the day. Shoto was just packing up his stuff when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned his head around, meeting the gaze of (Y/N). "Oh, can I help you with something, (Y/L/N)?" He asked, the gentle smile returning to his face. He didn't know why, but he felt different around her. Even though they had just met, she made his stomach feel like it was twisting in turns whenever she smiled. She just nodded and turned her whiteboard around, allowing him to read it. "I was wondering if I could get your number? Considering Aizawa-sensei assigned us as partners for the project, it would be easier to communicate." It said. Shoto nodded and asked for her phone, quickly typing his phone number into it. Just as he was about to hand it back, the two were met with unwanted company. "Hey, new girl!" The voice shouted, making the (H/C) flinch. Shoto just rolled his eyes, not wanting to deal with the person. (Y/N) turned her head, making eye contact with the resident hot-head of their class. She sent him a weak smile and quickly erased the writing on her whiteboard, writing down something else to show him. "Oh, Bakugo right? Something I can help you with?" She wrote, making sure he could read it. Bakugo just clicked his tongue, pushing the whiteboard out of his view. "I didn't come here to chitchat. How can you be a hero if you can't even talk?" He asked, his tone rough and sharp. The (H/C)'s smile turned to a frown and she let out a breath, looking away from the blond. "That's what I thought. So why don't you just do us all a favour and-" "That's enough, Bakugo." Bakugo began, but was cut off by Shoto. "This doesn't concern you, IcyHot!" He shouted, making Shoto's eyes narrow. "You're degrading someone who doesn't deserve it. She'll become a great hero. I think you're just afraid of her being better than you, considering I saw your expression while she was using her quirk during hero training." He explained, only making Bakugo more angry. He took a step closer to the two, but Aizawa walked into the classroom at the right time. "You should be getting home. Your parents may start to worry." He declared, a knowing look on his face. Shoto nodded and grabbed (Y/N)'s hand, bringing her out of the classroom and away from Bakugo. Once they were outside the school, he stopped walking but didn't let go of her hand. "Can you send me your address? I'll walk you home and we can work on the project." He wondered. (Y/N) smiled softly and nodded, grabbing her phone with her free hand and quickly sending him her address. Shoto nodded once he got the text, beginning to walk her home. A peaceful silence fell over the two as they walked back to (Y/N)'s house, neither one of them realizing they were still holding hands.
Current Time:
Shoto yawned as he left the hospital his mom stayed in, beginning to make his way back to U.A. before curfew. As he was walking, he passed by a small, local cafe that didn't seem too busy. 'This could be a good date spot for (Y/N) and I.' He thought, smiling to himself as he continued his walk to the train station. It was warmer than usual outside, so he was able to just wear a light three-quarter sleeved shirt and some jeans. After a few moments of walking, he finally arrived at the train station. He decided to listen to music, so he pulled his phone out. However, he saw he had four missed calls from Izuku, which confused him greatly. Shoto made sure he had time before his train arrived before calling his friend back, said boy picking up after just three rings. "Todoroki-kun! You finally answered!" Izuku exclaimed, sounding relieved. "Midoriya, is something wrong?" He asked, beginning to get worried. "It's (Y/L/N)-chan! You need to get back here quickly!" He shouted, making Shoto's world stand still. His phone slipped from his hand and would've hit the ground if not for his quick reflexes. "What happened?!" He asked, immediately boarding his train. The vehicle began moving as Midoriya finally explained what happened. "Kacchan was in a really bad mood today, and Kirishima wasn't around to keep him at bay. He was sitting on the couch, aggressively doing his homework when she approached him. Yaoyorozu had asked her to see if he wanted some tea, so she went. When she went to go and ask him, he snapped on her! He broke her whiteboard, screaming profanities and about how she'd never be a hero if she couldn't get over her fear of public speaking! Aizawa-sensei stepped in and Kacchan was taken to Principal Nezu and (Y/L/N)-chan locked herself in her dorm. If anyone approaches, she just texts us to go away." He explained, his voice breaking towards the end. Shoto felt his quirk begin to act up as he finally arrived at his station. He thanked his friend before getting off the train, sprinting the rest of the way back to U.A..
He opened the door to the dorms with a slam, making some of his fellow students look at him. He ignored their glances he rushed to the elevator, quickly pressing the button for the fifth floor. Once it arrived, he rushed down the halls until he arrived at a very familiar wooden door. "My love? It's me. Can you open up?" He asked, knocking a couple times. After a few moments, he got no response, not even a text. "(Y/N), please. I want to talk to you..." He mumbled, pressing his forehead against the door. There was still no reply, but the sound of a lock clicking was heard. He gasped quietly and turned the handle, opening the door and quickly stepping inside. Once in, he saw his girlfriend sitting on her bed, tears running down her face. "Please don't cry. What Bakugo said doesn't matter. You'll be a great he-" "I'm tired of feeling weak, Shoto..." She interrupted, stunning Shoto. That was the first time he's heard her talk! Ever! During his shock, the (H/C) continued. "What if he's right? I can't talk to anyone because of my stupid fear! I can't even talk to you, the love of my life...." She cried, more tears slipping out of her (E/C) eyes. "(Y/N), you just talked to me. Without the whiteboard or texting. You talked!" He exclaimed, making her eyes widen. An excited smile graced her lips as she stood up, rushing over and hugging him. "I talked....I'm talking...." She whispered, letting out a watery laugh. Shoto didn't notice it at first, but he was crying as well. "I love you so much..." He replied, his voice soft enough for only the two to hear. She smiled brightly at him, leaning in and kissing him. She knew talking to her class would be difficult, but she truly believed she could get over her fear with Shoto by her side.