and you sighed, lost in thought. Then you heard it—thwip! A flash of red webbing zipped by, and before you could react, Izuku landed gracefully on the railing in front of you, his green hair messy from the wind, his freckled face glowing under the mask he’d just tugged halfway down “Y/N!” He beamed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. His Spider-suit was scuffed, a smear of dirt across his cheek, but his eyes still sparkled with that same determination you loved “Sorry I’m late…
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