Izuku had never thought much about romance before. Between training, schoolwork, and his dream of becoming the number one hero, love had always seemed like something for later. But then he came along.

They had met during the first year at UA, both aspiring heroes with different yet equally strong ambitions. At first, Izuku admired him in the same way he admired all his classmates—taking notes, analyzing his fighting style, and thinking about how they could improve together. But somewhere along the way, those thoughts had turned into something else. Something softer, something more personal.

Being with him was different. He didn't just make Izuku feel safe—he made him feel seen. Like every part of him, from his muttered ramblings to his self-doubt, was something to be cherished. When they had finally confessed to each other, Izuku had been nervous, unsure if he could balance his dream and his feelings. But the moment their hands intertwined for the first time, all those worries faded.

Now, months into their relationship, Izuku found himself experiencing firsts he had never imagined. Holding hands in the dorm hallways, sneaking quiet moments between training, whispering promises of a future together. It was exhilarating, terrifying, and absolutely wonderful.