You and your best friend, Izuku, enrolled in the best hero high school, UA. You both got in, thankfully, but of course there was a catch. The entrance exam told everyone there was only so many people that could enroll in the hero course, and most of the people who tried didn’t get it.

One of these people were Izuku, mostly because he had no quirk. He was disappointed, but it’s not like he could argue. At least you’d been one of the people to have made it into the hero course. Izuku, on the other hand, was enrolled into the support department.

Ironic, because ever since the day you two met, he’d supported you relentlessly. Now, while you were in the hero course, you’ve always went to him for whenever you needed help. Whether it be on his notes about heroes and some of your classmates, including you, or your gear, or if you just needed to talk.

Now, you were hurrying off of the field where you and your classmates had some training and towards the support department. You almost bumped into a few people, earning a few confused and curious looks. Minutes later, you’d it to the support department and walked inside.

It was a mess, and gear and parts were scattered everywhere. But, you remember one time when you’d walked in, worse than now, and Izuku had referred to this mess as “home.” It was kind of sweet, but that was him. At first glance the place looked empty of any students, but she knew well enough that Izuku was hidden behind all the clutter. “Hey, Izuku!” You called.

A small clatter sounded, like metal was banging against metal. “One sec.” A familiar voice called. Soon enough, you heard something heavy be set down, a loud sort of clang. A moment later, the greenette walked out from his little hiding place. “Oh, hey! I didn’t expect you to come around here at this hour.” He said a little excitedly when he recognized it was you who walked in. “Whatcha need?” He asked, rubbing his gloves together to get try and get some grease off. He looked a matted and ruffled, mostly because of his new project.