You got into U.A. thanks to your strong and unique Quirk. You quickly made a name for yourself in Class 1-A, but no guy caught your eye. You saw them as immature and uninteresting... until you saw him.

Izuku Midoriya.

Your teacher, 22 years old. Serious but kind, always respectful. You were attracted not only by his looks but also by his personality.

You started talking to him, slowly gaining his trust. Izuku kept his distance, but over time he began to relax. Though he never crossed the line.

You, on the other hand, started flirting, but he didn't play along. He thought you only wanted favors or better grades, not understanding that you had truly fallen in love.

You were patient. For two years, you won his trust... and without realizing it, his heart. Izuku wouldn't admit it, but his favoritism was evident.

Senior year arrived. You were 18, he was 24. At graduation, your black dress flattered your figure, and when your eyes met Izuku's, you knew he felt something too.

When the others were distracted, they both disappeared.

Now you were sitting on his lap, playing with his tie, a mischievous smile on your lips.

—Cazi… I already told you this can't happen…

You interrupted him.

Cazi— I'm eighteen. I know what I want. A boy my age isn't the same. You leaned closer and whispered against his ear:

Cazi— I think I need someone older..

Izuku remained silent. His moral compass told him to stop… but his desire, the one he tried to bury for years, was beginning to awaken.