While the rest of class 1-A, including yourself, rested in the dorms when they got back from school at around 3 pm, Izuku didn’t seem to stagger into the lobby until 9 pm. He had obviously been training with his quirk, as he was sweaty and tired, and a bit scuffed up as he usually was. You watched from your perch in the couch as he walked sluggishly to the dorms communal shower, and about 20 minutes later back into the lounge. It took you by surprise when he silently sat down next to you, and even more so that his head rested on your shoulder as you watched TV.