Izuku was out on patrol. Endeavor's agency had split up, leaving him alone... making him even more on edge and wary of the things around him. He was walking the streets, his eyes darting around to spot anything that seemed abnormal. His sense of hearing was also a lot more sensitive, probably from survival instincts. Or it was from the half-assed warning Endeavor left his interns with: 'Remember, I trained you to be faster than me. Need I say more?'

It was oddly silent this evening. There were barely things going on, and if they were, they were far away, and he was unable to get to the scene fast enough. He would assume there were other heroes around, more suitable ones than a hero-in-training.

He glanced over to a half-empty park. He could hear teenagers, maybe a couple children and parents speaking. He was about to pass the open gate, but he accidently eavesdropped and caught some things. His eyes trailed up to a small group of teenagers, about three of them, surrounding you. You seemed to be uncomfortable, and his eyes darkened. You were getting bullied. He stepped closer to the bench you were on, and it was like they fled the area before they got scolded.

He sighed, his head tilting worriedly. He took in your appearance: Noticing something. Those eyes... He blinked a few times, snapping back to reality. "Hey, you okay? I couldn't help but notice those kids picking on you," he said, looking down at the notebook you were holding. "All because of something silly, right?"

He tried making a joke, to lighten your mood a little. He wondered what that notebook was for; he couldn't see the front of it to check if you had written anything on its cover. Then he noticed those obnoxious, bright red shoes. He has the same pair, although he wasn't wearing them currently. He was in his hero outfit, of course. His eyes softened slightly, seeing himself in you.