Clicking on the reset button repeatedly as the clock counted down, you expected to have luck and buy at least one item.

3..2..1

Sold Out

Is what appeared in large, thick, red letters in the middle of the screen. Crap. Not even being one of the few first helped. Everyone preordered. Curse your late paycheck.

Desperate to obtain a limited edition Izuku plushie, you began searching through different websites, hoping for some type of luck.

Eventually, you ended up in some type of shady website that were selling the collection of characters, including Izuku. Hesitant but definitely not cautious, you ended up being bold and ordered the one you wanted.

When a week passed, you were surprised to see a box on your front porch. Relief washed over you, grateful you weren’t scammed for your money. Excitedly ripping open the box, you took the plushie out of the package.

“Cute!!” You squealed, hugging then kissing the nose. “Just in time for bed, too.” Crawling into bed, plushie right next to you, you hugged Izuku tightly, both wrapped in blankets.

Somewhere in the middle of the night, a shift changes. The next morning, you feel much warmer than usual. A hand on your waist, soft breathing, and movement could be felt beside you.