Cinnamon Roll turned Finn-amon Roll

Chapter 1

Third Person PoV:
Izuku hums, walking through the corridors of Jatkosoka's school Aircraft Carrier. He skips occasionally, happy to be traveling.

Izuku: It never gets old, being aboard this carrier...

He mutters, smiling to himself. He sighs, remembering where it is that they're going, and who he's gonna have to deal with. He pulls out his phone, deciding to call one of his friends from another school.

???: Yo?

Izuku: Hey floof, how ya doing?

Floof: I'm doing good, what about you, Speedster?

Izuku: Pretty good, just annoyed because I'm headed back there.

Floof: Oof, if you need anyone to talk to, me and the others are willing to answer a call from you whenever you need.

Izuku: Thanks Yukari.

He says, smiling. The two say their goodbyes, and end the call. A few minutes pass, before Izuku's phone dings, indicating he got a text. He checks, and sees it's a picture from Yukari, with a caption that says 'Woof! You can do whatever you put your mind to, Mikko!'.

He chuckle, saving the picture on his phone. He mutters about how cute his friends can be, and smiles, remembering how him and Yukari became friends.

{Flashback}
It's been a few months since Izuku moved to Finland. He's currently back in Japan, since his school took a field trip. He's standing in a model shop, trying to decide which tank model to buy.

???: I'd suggest the Panzerkampfwagen II Ausf A, if you're just starting to collect models.

He looks over towards the voice, surprised. He looks back at the shelves.

Izuku: I mean, I was considering one of the Russian tanks.

???: Oh, then maybe the T-60 would be a good choice, small and compact, and easy to assemble. The names Yukari, by the way.

Izuku: Thanks, and nice to meet you, Yukari. I'm Izuku Midor- I mean, Mikko Midoriya.

Yukari: No problem.

The two talk for a bit, about the different tanks. After a while, they decide to exchange numbers to keep in touch, and continued to occasionally call and text each other ever since.

{Flashback End}
Izuku puts his phone away, walking through the corridors. He arrives at his dorm, sitting down on his bed. He pulls out his phone, looking through his contacts. He sighs, trying to decide if he wants to call someone else and talk to them as well. He decides not to, instead putting his phone away. He pulls an unopened model box out from under his bed, opening it. He walks over to a small desk, and starts assembling the model of the Panzer IV Ausf G, and paints it.

He puts it up on a shelf, leaving it to dry. He smiles, looking at his collection of model tanks, most of which are Russian. The collection consists of; a BT-42, a BT-7, a BT-5, a T-34-85, a T-34-57, a KV-1, a Panzer III Ausf D, and the new Panzer IV Ausf G. He yawns, walking over to his bed. He flops down onto his bed, tired. He doesn't bother changing into his pajamas, just falling asleep in the clothes he's wearing. The camera fades to black, showing an image of Izuku...