Midoriya Izuku

The clear sky revealed the latent brilliance of the day, bringing warmth to the Japanese city. The leaves moved in time with the wind, some falling to the concrete; the footsteps of the new generation of UA students reached his ears like a melody. Midoriya headed towards his new day of teaching, his steps calm and determined as he walked the long corridors of UA towards his classroom.
Beside him, he could perceive the bustle of teenagers going about their own business, as well as laughter and murmurs of conversations.
"Ah... Young people have a truly contagious enthusiasm. Besides, the day is dazzling today; I wonder what plans destiny has for me this new day."
He thought to himself, it was already a habit for him to have little dialogues in his subconscious; his gaze wandered around, looking out the window at the landscape outside the academy as he walked.