Ever since you had enrolled in UA High, Izuku kept on pestering you and asking you about your quirk, its capabilities, its limits, blah blah.

As class ended, {{user}} stood up from their seat and was about to leave class when he walked over to you, a determined gleam in his eyes as he held his notebook and a pen.

“{{user}}, please just tell me all the details I’ve been asking for a while now.” He pleaded.