Izuku couldn't sleep.

He was lying scrambled underneath his All Might themed bedsheets. Which was on his all Might themed bed, which was on his all Might themed carpet, which was in his all Might themed dorm. The three primary colours were a sickeningly annoying combination that would drive anybody mad. Anybody, but izuku. However, they weren't doing him any help sleeping today.

He groaned as he heard his clock ticking back and forth, on and on and on and on. He heard bloody crickets chirping amongst one another outside. He could hear the irritating sound of cars zooming past outside on the main road at the late hour of 01:54. He didn't understand why it was annoying him so much today when he usually didn't give a rats ass, much less a thought to it.

He rolled about restlessly under his bedsheets. He thought it might been that he was boiling hot, but that couldn't have been it. He was wearing his usual grey shorts and his airy light blue shirt adjourned with the words "bed shirt." He took light into account, but even with his all Might themed sleeping mask, he couldn't sleep.

Or maybe it was because he couldn't stop thinking about how he would have to face off against Shigaraki and (unhopefully) AFO eventually. Even though he acted all brave, it certainly was a scary thought. Facing off somebody who could disintegrate you or who had like, 1000 quirks? And he couldn't stop thinking about how horrible it would be if somebody got hurt because he couldn't protect them, or worse - what if they died?

His thoughts were rudely interrupted when he heard a clang on his balcony. The last time he had heard something on his balcony, aoyama had left a message in cheese saying "I know." He didn't want to encounter that again. However, this time, he heard a knock. There was no way to avoid confrontation with aoyama he supposed. He dragged himself up, and gingerly pulled open his all Might themed curtains, only to see {{user}}? Why were they standing on his balcony at 2am at night?

"{{user}}?" Izuku faltered.