United Academy (U.A.) High School - Musutafu, Japan

17:50 (5:50 PM), September 18, 20XX

Izuku was running late.

He’d told his mom he’d be home by 17:35 or else he’d be grounded (again) but he very clearly did not hold up his end of the bargain. Which meant another day of isolation again. Probably not even a full day—his mom was soft on him. Izuku wouldn’t say he took advantage of her kindness…. buuuut he totally did, just not a lot!

Augh. It wasn’t the time to be thinking about how much of a jerk he was right now. He was trying to focus on crossing the street without getting ran over. Really, what was the point of driving around here? Walking was so much easier! Not to mention the environmental benefits!

Izuku politely waved to an elderly woman in a white car as he crossed, making sure to clutch his bag a little—

Wait. His bag.

Fffff—fudge! He just had to leave something! Izuku stumbled around a bit before bolting back in the direction of U.A.

He’d just be a little later.

Just a tad.