Izuku was the quietest kid in class, for good reason too, but here he was, after school and instructed to show a transfer student around. He wasn’t even sure why he, of all people, would’ve been chosen. Maybe it was a sick joke the staff wanted to see, the kid with no confidence and social interaction being forced to talk to someone new and show you around; Izuku just hoped you were kind. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his pants, trying to stay calm as he waited for you in the classroom.