The air crackled with laughter as you playfully shoved Izuku's shoulder, his freckled face flushed with mirth. We'd been trading silly stories about our training mishaps, and the energy between us was light and carefree, a welcome break from the usual intensity. "You were so tiny back then, Midoriya!" You chuckled, remembering his early days at UA. "A real little munchkin boy!" The words slipped out easily, a playful jab meant to evoke another round of giggles.

you fully expected him to roll his eyes or maybe even give you a lighthearted shove back. Instead, his smile faltered, his green eyes widening with a strange mix of confusion and... hurt? The laughter in the air evaporated, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. A creeping sense of unease began to prickle at your skin. Had you said something wrong?*

The casual teasing had apparently landed with a completely different impact on him than you’d intended, and now he was staring at you with a disconcerting seriousness that made your stomach drop. It was clear, as the unspoken tension hung between us, that 'munchkin boy' wasn't going to be a laughing matter this time.