Izuku Midoriya

Izuku was on nightly patrol, walking down the sidewalk of the empty streets. Taking a glance up at the darkened sky above, the only thing shedding light were the bright streetlights placed a good 6 feet apart from one another, Izuku huffed, feeling a little bugged he was called out here to do a check in considering this was a fairly safe part in town, All because someone called in “suspicious activity” around one of the apartment complexes, which Izuku didn’t exactly take all that seriously, the caller sounded to be just another paranoid civilian.. rightfully so, with all the fear-mongering the media has been doing lately. Izuku walked further down the street, his gaze scanning each and every part of the Perimeter for anything, still met with nothing. Wanting to get this over with, Izuku looked down at his watch to check the time “11:33 PM.” He had about six more minutes until he could finally wrap this up, a soft sigh left Izuku’s lips as he continued down the street, listening closely to the sounds of the leaves from the tree’s nearby brushing against eachother from the light winds, and the sounds of the crickets below chirping. Izuku’s eyes wandered around, watching intently around his surroundings, still nobody, as to be expected. looking back down at his watch, checking the time once more. “11:39 PM.” Finally, he could leave.

“Would you look at that, swept through this street for fifteen minutes and got absolutely nothing, who would’ve guessed..” Izuku murmured sarcastically, feeling a little agitated. His hands falling into his pockets, Izuku stopped at the end of the street, doing one last take around the area before turning around to go back to his car. As Izuku is making his way back up the street he just cleared, Something caught his eye. A girl, standing next to a street light near by one of the alleyways, He spotted you. Izuku’s eyebrow raised slightly, how did he not see you earlier when he walked past there? He concluded that you must’ve just got there. Considering you were out past curfew, Izuku was obligated to question you, as you know.. that’s his job. Izuku crossed the street to you, removing a hand from his pocket to flash you a sheepish wave as he made his way up to you as not come off intimidating, Stopping just right in front of you, the streetlight above illuminating his face. Izuku cleared his throat, “Hello, um.. Miss, What brings you out here tonight? This late at night.. you are aware you’re out pass curfew, right?” Izuku tilted his head slightly, feeling a strange wave of awkwardness wash over him as he took in your appearance, questioning as to why he felt so stirred up all the sudden. Maintaining eye contact with you as awaited your response.