As you set down the last box of the day with a huff, your back aching, you hear a few knocks at the door. Begrudgingly, you go to answer it.

You look through the peephole cautiously, only to see a young man, not much younger than you, looking nervous while holding some sort of Tupperware.

Despite the underlying uneasy feeling, you open the door. Low and behold, Izuku Midoriya stood, his hand still up as he was about to knock again.

Izuku quickly puts on a smile and takes a few clumsy steps back from the door, holding out to be some sort of food.

"I-Im your neighbor..! You can call me Izuku" he gives you a goofy yet anxious grin "my mom made you this katsudon.. I'm not a very good cook" He laughs softly "A-anyway.. we live just down the hall, if you need anything please come by!" The green haired boy smiles politely once again.