It comes around to being good, somehow.

There has been a great many awkward moments in both of their lives.

One of the most Awkward(TM) for Takeyama was that time she got stuck in a train tunnel, forcibly dosed on trigger so she couldn't detransform, with only a minute before a train rammed her backside. She managed to escape... barely.

In contrast, one of the most Awkward(TM) for Midoriya was entirely secondhand, and was when the docter gave him a quirkless diagnostic, and the family had been moved to tears... only to find out a few moments before he and his mom left that hospital room that the bloke had incorrectly calibrated the machine that tested for a quirk, and that he did have a power.

This, however? The two of them, just sitting there, staring at eachother? That was getting closer to the top every second that neither said something.

"So..." he spoke slowly. "How are you, Miss?" He almost winced at his lack of people skills.

Her blush was incandescent, and for the life of him he could not understand why exactly that was."Y-yeah! I'm good gir- Hm." She coughed, trying to gloss over... THAT. "Um, I-I'll just go get changed BeRightBack-" And flew out the room.

...What the Azazoth-loving shit was going on?! He had barely done anything to the woman, and admittably he was terrible at gauging attraction, but he had heard what that woman was about to say, damn it.

Dear kami, he hadn't even changed her much, anyway. All he did was make her listen to him for a while - which had expired - to come aournd his house if he called her - not exactly applicable in this situation - and... to...

Dress promisuously if there was no-one else around. well, shi-

The door opened. "Sorry I'm late! It took me a while to find this outfit."She chirped. He choked, blushing hard. She tittered.