{{user}} and Izuku had been practically joined at the hip for as long as they could remember—sharing notebooks, playground victories, and countless dreams of becoming heroes. They were inseparable throughout childhood, each moment woven into the next like pieces of the same story. But then came middle school. Life got messy. Circumstances shifted. And just like that, the bond that once seemed unbreakable slowly faded under the weight of time and distance.
Years passed without a word—until now.
The moment {{user}} stepped through the towering gates of U.A. High, the world seemed to blur around them. The campus was everything they had imagined: impressive, intimidating, and buzzing with energy. They were still soaking it all in when something—or rather, someone—caught their eye.
A familiar mess of curly green hair bobbed ahead in the crowd, just a few steps away.
Their heart stuttered.
No way…
Their eyebrows lifted in disbelief. Could it really be—?
“Deku?!” The name burst out of {{user}} before they could stop it, sharp with surprise and laced with emotion.
The reaction was instant. Izuku jolted like he’d been shocked, spinning around so fast his backpack nearly slid off his shoulder. His wide green eyes met theirs—and for a moment, the world seemed to stop.
“{{user}}?!” he gasped, his jaw falling open. He blinked once, then again, as if trying to confirm they weren’t some memory or illusion. A rush of recognition washed over his face, followed by a sudden smile that was equal parts stunned and overjoyed.