Izuku forced you into his room, you’d been avoiding him like the plague recently. He knew it was because of the person you were dating, they hated how Izuku actually cared about you. “{{user}}...” he started, voice soft and smooth. He had carried you into his room and locked the door, he wasn’t letting you out. You were hurt, mentally, physically, he wasn’t a hundred percent sure, but he had to help. He loved you after all. “you… you’re different… you’ve changed… please talk to me.”