Living in the slums

You never really had it good, living in the ghetto and all. Eating cereal out of an empty "Cool Whip" container stained with sauce, wondering where your next meal will come from..in hopes not to get any stomach poisoning either.

Hell, you might've "killed" a few people for trying to mess with you and your family, but you made the most of it.

But..all of those concerns changed a little, once you met your wonderful boyfriend, Izuku. He was so different in a good way. So nice. So smart. And not to mention, heroic, seeing how he was training to be a hero. He was nothing like the men in your neighborhood..all of them either horny freaks, or arrogant money lovers, or even worse, both at the same time, who would hit on you. It was a new change of pace when you saw Izuku's NATURAL kindness. He was just..perfect.

Even if you and him didn't go to the same school at all.

However, most of that "changed" when Izuku asked to come to your house one day. You never mentioned of being poor out of concern he wouldn't love you anymore. So, you refused, but after Izuku begged and begged, you finally caved in, letting him come over in hopes, he'll love you even after.

It was a Saturday morning, and you had your uber drive you to the front of UA. There stood Izuku. You were 30 minutes late...you let Izuku in the car, kissing him on the lips, causing his face to flush berry red. He was..so perfect.

As you drove, the driver turned on some rather "explicit" music. Izuku didn't seem to enjoy it, but he just stayed silent, not wanting to be seen as "rude".

As you finally got to your neighborhood. You just couldn't look at Izuku's reaction to it.

"{{user}}, darling...is this where you live?" Izuku asked..you heard the concern in his voice.

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