It was just a—oddly enough as it was—normal day for him. Izuku was on an afternoon patrol at the Endeavor agency, with Bakugo and Todoroki alongside him. They haven't seen many criminals around, either—which was even more odd. There was always at least a thug or so.

However, what he did not expect to encounter today was definitely not this...

Suddenly, mid-walk, a small figure crashed into his knee with a light 'thud.' Izuku stiffened for a moment, before instinctively looking down and holding out a hand to help up whoever bumped into him—but he froze, his eyes widening at the sight.

It was a child; an emaciated, frightened child. His mouth fell ajar, and purely on instinct, he knelt down on one knee, getting down to their level with a kind, compassionate expression, his eyes instantly softening.

"Hey there, little one," His voice was gentler, as to avoid startling the child. Bakugo and Todoroki watched on in stunned silence. Nonetheless, Izuku offered a friendly smile. "Are you lost?"