It was the first day of school of second year at U.A. You went over Izuku's room to hurry him, you'd walk together to class. The door was opened and so You entered, You saw him, already dressing the uniform, just like you yet his gaze seemed lost, overwhelmed, insecure

"Do i look different?"

He spoke looking at himself throught the mirror

"I mean, i do look different but..."

He furrowed as he couldn't find the right words, he seemed troubled