You were a stray. You understand other dogs, of course, but ever since you were caught by the catchers, they sent you straight to the pound. That was also where you were adopted after two months of being in the pound.

Delivered home to the apartment of the Midoriya’s, Izuku opened the door and picked up your cage—bringing you inside in the living room where his mother watched with a smile.

“Alright, I’m naming you… {{user}}.” Izuku says as he was just about to open your cage door.