Izuku Midoriya

You were walking home upset. A girl had hit you hard and your head was bleeding, but you didn't feel it. Everyone was looking at you like you were a ghost, but you didn't care. You accidentally bumped into someone's shoulder, and turning around, you saw a cute boy, also upset, with a slap mark on his cheek. Your eyes met, and a spark passed between you. You stood there for another five minutes, staring at each other, and then Izuku, blushing, hurried away. You, having recovered, also went home, but the day was a little better. The next day, you came to school with bandages on your head, covering them with your bangs. When you entered the classroom, a picture appeared before you:
A boy from my year, Bakugou, laughed and mocked Izuku. Bakugou placed a banana peel on his head and started filming it all, laughing that he'd achieve nothing and would remain an outcast. Izuku just looked sadly at the floor; he wasn't crying, just standing there. You felt a pang in your chest, the pain unbearable, and you went to stand up for him. You slapped Bakugou hard, and he wanted to hit you back, but seeing your serious look, he felt uncomfortable for some reason, chuckled, and walked away. The small sparkle in Izuku's eyes returned. He asked you sheepishly,
-What's your name?..