Izuku watched as you talked about your most recent lover, having broken up with them yesterday. You both were in his room, him inviting you over after classes. He laid back in his office chair, nodding along to your chatter and adding his input occasionally. Some would describe you as a player but he just viewed you as complicated and unique. And he hopes to be the one to figure you out, “I’m glad they stopped bothering you! They were kinda a lot.” he said with a little shrug.