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Enjoy this little series I thought of. Or hate it.

It was at her first year In U.A academy did Nejire hear about "place of relaxation". A restaurant hidden away from the busier streets of the city, where people would go whenever they needed a quick fix. It was at her first year in U.A did she decide to search for this seemingly elusive restaurant, curious to see what the all the hype was about.

It was easier said than done though, for every time she would try to find said restaurant, she would never be able to find it. It started as a little side idea the first few day, and then into a self accomplishing mission when a week passed, until finally it became an obsession just a little after two. Hado Nejire was now fully invested in finding this restaurant and was doing whatever it took to find it. Dragging her two buddies, Amajiki Tamaki and Togata Mirio, into her little obsession, she walked the usual path, turning to an alleyway, before turning again at the corner where the was supposed to be.

She searched with her eyes everywhere, frantically trying to piece two and two together. She was dragging Tamaki to help, the poor boy looking into small corners between buildings at her behest. The two couldn't find it, and she had the feeling that Mirio wasn't exactly helping. She turned to where she last saw him, ready to call his name and ask for help, until she noticed that he was no longer there.

"It's right here!" Was Mirio's call, and Nejire believed she moved faster than All Might could have ever at that moment.

Somehow, she had never noticed the little coffee sign with an arrow pointing to a secluded pathway. She would've smacked herself for the blunder on her part, but this wasn't the time and place for that. What mattered was that the mystery was solved, the location of the restaurant now found.

She was excited now, happy that one part of her curiosity had been sated. Now, onto the next.

She scanned the area in her sights, looking past Mirio. The door had little open sign hanging on it, a chair sat beside the door with chalkboard advertising hot chocolate on it, and above it all was the name of the restaurant.

Leblanc.

What a nice name. She liked it already.

Liking Leblanc would be a gross understatement.

She absolutely adored it. For multiple reasons:

The first was the hot chocolate, her first taste of it leaving a lasting impression. She didn't like the taste of caffeine, and the only drink she could recognize that wasn't laced in it was the hot chocolate (she even made sure to ask). The moment her lips made contact, she knew she was in love. It tasted too good to be legal, and she knew that no ordinary hot chocolate would satisfy her anymore. Leblanc was the only place that she could buy a good version of the drink, scratch that, the best version of the drink.

It was just that good.

The second reason was because it was so relaxing. Every time she was in the store, she could feel her worries disappear, like they never existed. The was beginning to get used to the smell of coffee, and it only recently began to soothe her nerves. Leblanc was a good place to relax in, and she couldn't help herself but go whenever she had a rough day, or when she didn't feel like going home.

Leblanc was like her little safe space. Like Mirio in hero class, and Tamaki in his little corner, Leblanc was her calling, a place she felt her most comfortable.

It certainly helped that the owner of the shop was a kind man, someone who welcomed all his guests with a smile on his face.

Amamiya Ren was his name and he was the third reason she kept on visiting. He had no presence to him whatsoever, was as simple and plain looking as they come, and gave off the aura that he wouldn't hurt a fly. Couple that with a pair of nerdy glasses and an amazing customer service smile, and you have one of the nicest people Nejire had ever met. Not even the old lady that lived next door compared to him.

Okay, maybe the old lady next door could compare to him. That wasn't the point, though. The point was that Amamiya Ren was the kindest person she had ever met, and she would gladly indulge in that kindness. It was a guilty pleasure of hers to see his smile; one that reminded her of a kind hero.

She had no reason to correct that guilty pleasure anytime soon.

And she doubts she ever would.

Somehow through a turn of events, Ren began tutoring her. Perhaps it was out of pity, or perhaps it was out of worry, Nejire didn't care if it was one or the other. All she cared about was that the questions she was having trouble with were all solved one day, Ren pointing out what to do and how to do.

It was that day she realized how smart the man was, and how boring school was. Seriously, he made teaching seem easy.

Maybe she could ask principal Nezu to hire him…

Anyways, the reason she was studying was because final exams for her first semester was only a few weeks away, and she was horribly unprepared for them. She didn't exactly pay attention in class, and it was beginning to show, as she had no idea what chapter her class was in for modern English, nor did she have any idea what 'x' meant in math.

Hado Nejire was going to fail her written, probably her practical too, if she didn't do something soon. Quirk training was one thing, but academics was a whole new world, one she didn't want to venture alone to.

Thank goodness Tamaki and Mirio were in the same boat as her.

Back to reality, Nejire grabbed her pencil and began writing, copying equations while trying to solve them. Whenever she needed help, she would call Ren over, and show him what she didn't understand. He would explain things gently to her, not going too fast lest she have a mental shutdown, before writing an example for her to follow.

Seriously, she needed to get the principal to hire the man. One way or another.

She raised her hand for help, but instead of him looking over her textbook, she got a plate of rice and curry placed in front of her. Confused, she asked what that was for, before her stomach growled and her face went red. Guess she studied for quite a while.

"This is on the house. Take a break, then you can continue later." Ren said. "Good job on studying, Hado-san."

She liked that he was considerate when tutoring. She also liked that he gave her free food sometimes.

She also really liked the praise he gave her. It felt genuine.

She took a bite of her free meal, flavors exploding in her mouth. That was another thing she learned about him; he was a great cook. She doubted she ever enjoyed a meal this good before. Sorry parents, sorry Lunch Rush, but it was true.

Amamiya Ren was in a league of his own.

She didn't thank anyone could compare.

It was after one rigorous day of what Midnight liked to call, "Youthful training" did Nejire want to curl up and lay motionless for an entire day. Her body was sore like no tomorrow, and she had a feeling she would never be able to see a fire hydrant the same way ever again.

Midnight truly lived up to being 'the R-Rated Hero'. It was kind of messed up, that Midnight even became a teacher.

Or that she was even approved at all.

Still, Nejire moved on, and eventually arrived at Leblanc. She took her favourite seat at the booth at the back, and ordered a hot chocolate lethargically, before laying her head on the table she was using.

Bad etiquette, but Ren wouldn't mind. The man had a soft spot for her, she was sure, and she would use that to her advantage. She let her eyes flutter close, a smile adorning her face as she began snoozing. She would've continued her little nap, but the sound of a cup touching the table roused her enough to mumble a "Five more minutes" before falling asleep once more.

It was then, that she learned of Ren's ability to wake someone up. "Patra", he said, or something along those lines. One moment she was sleeping peacefully, the next she was sitting straight up, looking around as if she had a goodnight's rest.

"Your hot chocolate is getting cold" was all he said, before he left to help another customer, leaving her to stare at him in wonder.

Did he use his quirk on her? Who was "Patra"? If he could wake her up, did that mean he could put her to sleep? She needed to know.

She began asking when there were no more customers in the store, pestering him to tell her his quirk. Instead of giving her the answer, he just smiled at her, an air of mystery surrounding him.

"It's a secret."

It was then and there did she vow to solve what his quirk was, to unveil the secret he had hidden.

Amamiya Ren was a mystery now.

Or maybe he always was one.

It was close to the end of the year that one day, Midnight had accompanied her to Leblanc, saying she wanted to meet the famous "Coffee and curry master". Of course, Nejire showed her the way, even told her what Ren was like. Smart, kind, mysterious… she told Midnight everything about Ren that she knew of, even telling her that he was the one who helped her upgrade her grades.

Nejire didn't like the way Midnight licked her lips after describing Ren to her. Nejire really didn't like the way Midnight stared at Ren when he welcomed them.

It was then and there did she learn that Ren, be it intentional or not, had grabbed the attention of her homeroom teacher, and it was then and there did she realize she really didn't like Midnight.

She sat in her usual seat, while Midnight grabbed one at the counter, legs crossed as she chatted with Ren. Ren gave his full attention to the hero, while Nejire just stared at her back. A smile no longer on her face.

Nejire didn't like the look Midnight gave Ren, and she didn't like that Ren was doing nothing about it. Dumb Midnight, dumb Ren…

"You're quite the looker, now that I get a good look at you." That was Midnight and her dumb flirty voice. "You're probably popular with the ladies, aren't you?"

"Thank you, Ms. Midnight." He had a look in his eyes that Nejire had never seen before. "I'm sorry, but it doesn't seem right to call you that."

"If it's alright with you, may I have your name?"

Nejire didn't like him looking at her teacher like that. It was gross, disgusting, revolting…

Not nice at all.

"How bold!" Midnight said. "Just call me Nemuri, dear."

"You can call me Ren then. Now, what can I get for you, Nemuri-san?"

"I'd like-"

Nejire didn't bother listening to their conversation. Instead, she pulled out her schoolwork and began writing in it. Anger was a powerful motivator, as when Midnight had left, she had finished all her work, the only thing left being to order some hot chocolate.

Hot chocolate that was already on her table, a cute marshmallow cat floating atop of it.

"You know," She could see Ren from behind the counter, smiling as he cleaned a glass. When did he…?

"If you're jealous, you could have just said so."

That day, she learned what jealousy was.

And what a schoolgirl crush felt like.

She was happy to be a regular customer at the shop, and she was happy to have befriended the man named Amamiya Ren.

There were many things that he did for her. Too many to count. All she could say was that he helped tutor her, be nice to her, served her the best hot chocolate she had ever tasted, and gave her a free meal every now and then, a really good meal.

She was really grateful to him, especially when he introduced her to the new and upcoming hero, Ryukyu. How he had connections to her, she didn't know, all she knew was that the woman was nice, and cute when it came down to it. Ryukyu was her favourite hero nowadays and getting to meet her was one of the happiest days of her life. She thanked Ren so many times for that, giving him a big hug.

He smelled like coffee. She really liked the smell of coffee now.

She opened the door to the store, a smile on her face. She was greeted by him like usual, her usual order already in the making.

She really liked the hot chocolate here.

She took her usual seat, watching the man prepare her drink before a thought crossed her mind.

"Patra." She whispered, not believing she had forgotten.

What was Amamiya Ren's quirk?

Stories will be kept short.

Until next time.