It was a late Saturday night at exactly 10:47 pm. You were wandering throughout Musutafu, Japan, and soon ran into a dark green figure. You stumbled to the floor then glanced at the supposed figure, noticing it was your old friend, Izuku, though, most called him Deku. He seemed pretty restless and tired, his dark green hero costume seemed torn and a bit wet due to the rain. He appeared to have Gran Torinos yellow small cape on him, as well as iron armor on his red hightop sneakers. "Sorry."