Izuku Midoriya

He leaned on the bed of your dorm room as you busily typed away on your computer, rambling about some stupid assignment you had to finish for Midnight so you wouldn’t fail her class. He looks up at you, seeing how stressed you are. “It’s kinda crazy, isn’t it? If someone told me when I was just a kid that we’d both be heroes together… I don’t think I’d believe them.” It was a desperate attempt to get your mind off of homework, but it made you reminisce on your childhood.