Izuku Midoriya

    Izuku Midoriya

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    Izuku Midoriya
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    You and Izuku were sat on his dorm bed, watching a film that he had brought from home. Whilst you were shifting about slightly to get comfortable, the shirt/hoodie (whatever you want) had come up and exposed your stomach.

    Izuku looked down and noticed how thin you were getting, your rib cage started poking out more visibly now. He knew about your missing of meals, or the purging in the bathroom and he was definitely going to bring it up. โ€œHey {{user}}..?โ€ He started.