#Seroroki “Class dismissed”

Hanta sighed in relief. Finally, his last lecture of the day was complete. He liked biology, he really did, but the beckoning promise of the weekend really did pull his attention away from class. https://twitter.com/SadGooseOats/status/1314345964296077315

Well... that, and the chance to grab his favorite drink and snacks from granny Chiyo’s corner store.

See, every Friday ever since sophomore year, he’s dropped by her little shop without fail. An assortment of refreshments and goodies from various local businesses lined its shelves.

And in the little refrigerated display case in the back corner of the shop, was his favorite lavender tonic water.

Hanta slung his backpack over a shoulder, waving to Mina on his way out. He’d see her in a bit after procuring their snacks.

The ravenette made his way down through campus, crossing the quiet street to locate granny Chiyo’s shop nestled amongst a used book store and a hole in the wall restaurant. Unassuming, but a hidden gem of a business to stumble upon.

He pushed open the door. The small worn bell above the doorframe whispering a faint tinkling sound as he did.

Making his way to the drink case in the back, he grabbed some seaweed snacks and Mina’s favorite crackers.

Hanta had reached into the drink case to grab the last bottle lavender tonic when his fingers touched somebody else’s reaching for the purple drink.

His eyes traced up the pale hand, subtle veins and rolled up sleeves, all the way up to the face connected to the fingers that he was still touching.

Dark eyes met mismatched grey and blue, blinking in surprise.

“O-oh! S-sorry, you were first, you take it” Hanta said, a bit flustered to even be standing next to such an attractive guy.

“Are you sure?” the pretty eyed guy asked.

“Yeah, just take it. I can get something else”

The stranger nodded.

“Thanks” he said, before picking up the tonic and walking away.

Hanta watched for a moment before glancing back into the case.

Hm… he could always go for an orange cider, plucking the can out of the display.

The ravenette paid for his treats and left. Off to listen to Mina spout off about her crush on their mutual friend Aoyama. Again.

Another week goes by, and Hanta’s on his way to the corner store when he spots a familiar mop of red and white hair, lavender bottle in hand.

/Hm, I hope that wasn’t the last one/

....it was

Rip.

No big deal, he’s not going to complain. First come first serve. That’s life! Besides,

Special is good because it rarely happens, right?

He grabs the same knick knacks he chose last week, pays, and leaves. Same old, same old.

The third friday of the semester rolls by, and Hanta has his first biology exam.

It goes great! He knew all of the answers, and he spent a good amount of time carefully drawing out the diagrams. He even finished a lot more quickly than he had expected!

That was… until he went to turn in his exam sheet.

The ravenette had /just/ handed his exam to the professor right as the TA tripped, spilling the coffee that she was drinking… directly onto Hanta’s exam paper.

“O-oh my god! I’m so so sorry!!” she stutters out, panic clear on her face.

The professor just stared at the mess of the exam sheet, flinging a wet hand to the side.

“I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to fill out the exam again, but I’ll give you an extension on the time. I can’t allow students a retake without prior approval”

Hanta flips his head back to stare at the ceiling and sighs. Well, at least he knew all of the content already, but drawing all those diagrams again was gonna be a pain in the ass.

“S’fine… can I get a napkin or something?” gesturing with his coffee stained hand.

The panicked TA scrambles to give him the tissue box, apologizing once again.

He cleans himself up, thankfully it was only lukewarm, so he isn’t burned, but now there’s coffee on his jeans.

The professor hands him another exam.

“Don’t worry about it kid, life happens. And if you already meant to turn in your exam, then it shouldn’t be so hard to do it again”

But the unfortunate thing was that class was already three quarters of the way over. He was going to have to stay for at least another half an hour.

The ravenette makes his way back to his seat, catching a pitying stare from Mina on his way back to his seat. He shrugs at her. What can you do?

After a gruesome 45 extra minutes in the lecture hall, Hanta finally makes it out.

/Finally. Fucking ***finally*** done with the exam/

He pulls his phone out to find some text messages from Mina.

[Mims]: hey han! sorry I couldn’t wait for u after the exam
[Mims]: aoyama invited me to dinner so we can’t hang today
[Mims]: see you tomorrow?

The ravenette sighs.

He’s about to text Denki when he remembered that it’s his and Kirishima’s three-month anniversary since going out, so they were going to go laser tagging for two.

How that works? Hanta’ll never know.

Bakugou went home for the weekend…

And he’d lent his cousin his bike, so he took the shuttle to get to campus instead that day, and the next shuttle pickup wasn’t for another /hour/ at the very least.

....great… what a day….

The ravenette was about to walk to the corner store because maybe… maybe?

Maybe there’d be a bottle of lavender tonic left.

But… the last two times he came out of lecture on time, the handsome split haired guy always beat him to it. Seeing as he left the lecture hall hella late this time, the attractive stranger probably acquired the last bottle again.

His day was already kinda bad, he’d probably just confirm the lack of purple drink if he went into the store. No point in disappointing himself....

Hanta sighed, slinging his backpack higher onto his shoulder, and turned to walk toward his favorite study spot.

A weeping willow nestled amongst the statues by the art and design building. It was on the outskirts of campus, so not a lot of students liked to frequent there, and why study outside when you could be in the dorms or library?

Hanta opens the curtain of leaves, pleased to find no one else there. He settles himself at the base of the tree, pulling out a book to pass the time.

The wind blows, and the sound of rustling leaves caress his face. He tucks a lock of loose hair behind his ear.

A cold glass bottle is pressed against his cheek, startling him out of his story.

He looks up and meets a familiar pair of mismatched eyes.

“You’re Sero right? We’re in the same bio lecture”

His eyes widened. How did Hanta not notice him before?

“I usually sit by the fire exit, so I’m generally first to leave”

The split haired boy continues, as if reading Hanta’s mind.

“I saw what happened with your answer sheet, and I thought maybe you’d like something to lighten your day. I assume that you like this drink if our first meeting is anything to go by”

Gently waving the lavender bottle in front of Hanta.

“O-oh… thank you” he says softly.

A little happy and unsure of what else to say, his lips press into a small smile, as he takes the glass bottle from the attractive classmate.

A small cough comes from the handsome guy in front of his feet, and Hanta looks up again.

He had another bottle of lavender tonic in hand.

“Can I join you?”

Hanta’s brows go up in surprise.

“S-sure, go ahead man”

The stupidly attractive classmate slung his tote bag off of his shoulder and sat down next to the ravenette, knocking his knee against Hanta’s as he crossed his legs.

/Oh fuck, this should be illegal/

Hanta thought to himself as his heart fluttered at the close proximity.

The jangle of keys brought him out of his thoughts, as the stranger pulled out his lanyard, plucking out a bottle opener. He offered it to Hanta wordlessly, and he reached the short distance to take it, fingers brushing as he took hold of the keychain.

/Oh fuck fuck fuck yeah fuck this should *definitely* be illegal oh my god/

Ran through Hanta's mind as he tried to distract himself and open his drink, cheeks warming.

He passed the keychain back to the kind classmate who took it with elegant grace.

The quiet pop of the bottle opening and the soft ambiance of the nature around them were the only sounds to fill the air.

That was… until Hanta’s classmate turned to him, glass bottle raised in a toast.

“Todoroki Shouto”

He raised his own drink up in similar fashion, the two bottles of lavender tonic clinking gently together.

“Sero Hanta”

He replied with a shy smile that Shouto returned.

/Huh... maybe today really isn’t so bad/

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