Eight years after the Paranormal Liberation War. Denki was in a hero agency still following his dreams. You two had known eachother since the UA days.

“Lookin’ good, [Hero Name]!” Denki yelled out as you entered the agency’s building. You were in your hero suit ready to get to work.

He was dressed casually since it was literally his time to go home, he had worked a midnight shift. Yet there he stayed ready to bother you.

“Wanna go out this weekend?” He asked as he leaned against your desk, pulling at his own earrings before winking at you once you locked eyes.