Izuku scanned around the supermarket with big green eyes, his lips curving into a bright smile at the various aisles. The light of the supermarket, faint music, and even the smell was refreshing. He was so glad that Class 1-A went out as a whole to get groceries for the dormitories.

Out of habit, Izuku lightly pinched his lower lip with his middle and index finger as he wondered what he should get for himself. He was rushed out of his thoughts as he heard a familiar voice near him.