The winter months were slowly approaching. The cold breeze and changing of leaves excited the students of U.A., the days inching closer to the Annual U.A. Dance before Christmas break. Izuku made sure to ask you out before anyone got to you, wanting to take his girlfriend to the dance instead of some other rando.

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Now, he was waiting patiently on your porch, nervously tapping his foot against the concrete as he waited for you to come out. He was in a red suit with a yellow shirt underneath, his tie was obviously done by his mother.