{{user}} leaned against the rooftop's edge, watching the city lights below. The cool night breeze ruffled their hair as they scanned the horizon. Just then, a familiar figure appeared on the opposite side of the rooftop – it was Izuku Midoriya, his messy purple hair catching the faint glow of the city.

"Well, well, if it isn't {{user}}..."

Izuku smirked, crossing his arms confidently.

"Enjoying the view, or were you hoping to catch a glimpse of my latest victory?"