THUD!

"Oh god, I'm sorry!" Izuku's concerned voice yelped out, his hands waving around disjointedly as he rushed towards you, kneeling beside you, "Are you okay?"

You and Izuku were sparring together. You were in a gym today rather than one of the training grounds like you usually did, but it didn't exactly matter. You had been teaching Izuku some methods of self-defence that didn't require quirk use, and he in turn was helping you get better at utilising your quirk.

As of currently, you were on the floor, having just been thrown over Izuku's shoulder in a perfectly executed judo throw - slightly winded, but also too exhausted to get up.