The blush lingered upon Nensu’s face, and the discussion only made her nearly cover her face with the pillow that was behind her. She hadn’t planned nor really thought of going [i]that[/i] far with Midoriya; if not, with anyone. As much as she found the very thought to be rather embarrassing and, as much as she knew on the concept of dating, she was an amateur, while they’re on the subject. She wouldn’t even know where to start. 
As long as the girl had known the other teen, she knew about his own limitations, therefore she didn’t quite want to make things awkward between them, hoping to maintain the friendship she had with him. However, at the same time, she was still oblivious on the crush that he had developed for her. 
Her face brightened in red, at the same time that Midoriya did. 
[i]’Does that makes us both on the front page? I didn’t really think of being seen like that’[/i].

It took a few minutes for Nensu to gather her bearings, putting her uniform and boots back on, before they were on their way back to the arena. She had to admit that her ribs ached a little, but she managed to hold onto as much strength as she could. Hope was what she could onto, at the moment, and the passing of her father didn’t exactly help. It practically didn’t help her entire being, as she froze on the spot, and feel the uprise of the same rage she had for him, not too long ago.