Izuku Midoriya
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Tonight was the Pro Hero Annual Masquerade, and you had been invited for being a hero in the Top 500.
The night has just begun, and you were roaming around the ballroom through the figures of the masked Pro Heroes, but your thoughts were stopped as you stepped on someone's dress, slipping.
Before you could hit the floor, a pair of strong arms caught and helped you upright. You looked up, your gaze meeting fluffy, dark green hair and a matching full face mask.