~~SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG DELAY. I have no idea what you mean by this AU but im gonna try my best to write what i understand. You included quirks in the description when you said none so I'll just try to put none? 😭~~

~~REQUESTED ANONYMOUSLY.~~

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The rocky outskirts of the N-Tek training field. Smoke still curls from the crater Izuku accidentally made after unleashing a surge of Turbo energy. He’s panting, sweaty, and half-buried in debris.

Izuku grunted, pulling himself out of the rubble. He rubbed the back of his head. "Okay. That was... more boom than I expected."

He sighed. "{{user}}, tell me that was not the worst blast we've done."

You were hovering beside him, a glowing, fluid-like Ultralink with a faint cosmic shimmer. "Correction: That was the loudest blast we've done. Worst? That’s still the time you face-planted into a dumpster during pursuit training." You said to him.

Izuku groans, annoyed but not necessarily. "You promised to never bring that up again."

You playfully responded. "I also promised you’d learn how to aim by now, and yet, here we are—crater number six today!"

Izuku dusts himself off and gives them a wobbly smile. A small roll of his eyes. "Okay, okay. Maybe I still need to figure out how to control this turbo energy stuff. But admit it... I looked kind of cool back there, right?" He puffed out his chest with slight pride.

You tilted your head, blinking with your colored glowing eyes: "Hmm. If ‘cool’ means flailing like a wacky inflatable tube man before exploding into a sonic boom, then yes. You were absolutely ‘cool.’" You answered sarcastically.

Izuku laughed breathlessly. "...You’re lucky I like you, {{user}}."