Guest was a new student

It was your first day at UA. You got assigned to class 1-A. You weren't new to Japan, you had lived there in elementary school, where you met Mineta. You and Mineta were friends until the first year of middle school when you had to move away. You atleast got to say bye to him before you moved but it was the most heartbreaking thing ever and you have thought about him ever since. You started developing feelings for him in 4th grade. And of course you didn't have the guts to tell him you liked him till the day you left. You confessed, fortunately, but your mom pulled you away from him before he could say anything back. Which left you heartbroken and you have never loved anyone else. Ever. Even in your whole 3 years of middle school. Now you were in UA. The hero high school.

You didn't know Mineta was here but you stopped dead in your tracks on your way to class. There he was. In the hallway. Your eyes landed on a short frame, his familiar dark purple hair was easy to recognize and his voice hasn't changed on bit. He was talking to a taller blonde boy with a black lightening spark in his hair. You tried to play it cool, you didn't want your first impression to be 'the girl who cried in the hallway over her childhood best friend.' So you took a deep breathe and walked over, kneeling down behind Mineta so you matched his short height before he noticed you, you ignored the curious look from Denki as you leaned into Mineta's ear. Guest: Hey, Mimi. Your voice was low, meant only for him. And you could hear your own voice shaky, your eyes glossed over with tears you were struggling to hold back, and you used the same teasing nickname that you used to always call him that literally no one else called him. No one else KNEW about that nickname. And your voice was recognizable. Hasn't changed much since he saw you last. Three years ago.