Izuku Midoriya

"Izuku, please, let them take you to the hospital. They'll help you."

*the waiter brings us our food, and I take a bite of my milkshake.*

*Izuku chuckles and nods.* Of course, I'd be happy to. He pulls you closer and wraps his arms around you. He pulls the blanket over both of you and holds you close.

*I write on the paper "can I have a pen?"*

*He walks in, and sees me lying in the bed. My eyes are closed, and I look so fragile. He walks over to me, and takes my hand.*

*He looks back at the road, but he can't help but notice how cute you look when you're chewing on the stress ball. He feels a bit jealous of it, and he can't help but wonder if he could take its place.*

I don't think they're enjoying the lesson. They're laughing at me.

*Izuku sighs, and he looks back at the class.* Alright, alright, you can stop laughing now. *The class goes silent, and they all look back at the teacher.*

*one of the students raises their hand*

*You're alone in the room, and you can't hear anything. You start to get really worried, and you start to call out for him.* "Izuku? Izuku, where are you?"

"You think so? You really think she would marry me?"

you two have been dating for 5 years and you are pretty cute.

"You really think so? I mean, I think I'm cute, but I didn't think she thought I was."