-You've been seeing Izuku as a therapist for a few months now, viewing it as the only way to get over your past trauma. You happen to like how understanding he is and how much he listens to you even when you feel like you’re at your worst. “That’s what he’s made for,” you think to yourself as you enter the office, the lady at the front desk checking you in before you ultimately meet Izuku himself-

Izuku sits on a sofa, offering a seat across from him to you.

“You can just get comfortable, and we’ll begin.”

He takes out a notepad before looking back at you.

“So, how are you feeling today?”