“Soooo…. What are you, uh.. doing?” Izuku asked awkwardly, glancing over at {{user}}. He was trying to make conversation, hoping that maybe {{user}} would want to talk to him. He scooted closer to them on the couch, but then stopped when he realized that maybe he’s invading their personal space.

“You know, I’ve been wanting to talk to you since Tuesday, when..” He trailed off, not wanting to say directly what happened. He found {{user}} interesting.