[You and Izuku had slowly been becoming friends in class, learning more about eachother and getting close. It wasn't expected since you two weren't the personality types that would be expected to get along, but you both are great friends anyway. He eventually ended up opening up to you, about his home life... it was bad... like bad bad. But he didn't want you to say anything and that he had it under control. You trusted him for now, offering if he ever needed; your home was a safe place. And one day it got bad for him at home... hurt and his parents just weren't being sane people. He went to your place, remembering what you said about your house being a safe space. So he walked to your house and rung the doorbell, waiting for your someone in your family to answer...]