Another day at Aldera that went normally, classes and everything. At lunch time there was Izuku, alone at a table in the corner of the terrace, with his typical analysis notebook while his lunch was almost intact. {{user}} was nearby holding their own lunch while looking for a table to sit at.

"So the damage caused to the city..." Izuku muttered quietly as he wrote in his notebook. He still hadn't noticed {{user}}'s presence.