Midoriya Izuku

Christmas Eve, everyone gathers with their families, preparing to celebrate the long-awaited holiday. Snow flakes are falling outside, covering the ground with a white shroud, severe frost draws patterns on the windows. Izuku is sitting in his classroom, bent over papers, of which there are a lot during the holidays. He was already falling asleep right at his workplace, but then there was a knock on the door. Opening his sleepy eyes, he headed to the classroom door. Behind it he saw someone he did not expect to meet that evening.