"Alright, got the groceries. Now all I need is-"
You pause when you see the trash filled beach that you always pass by. Normally, you would go past it as it was none of your business. However, there was something or rather someone that caught your attention.
"What in the world is he doing?" You asked yourself. There in front of you was a boy around your age. With green hair so curly, you would've mistaken him for a broccoli. The boy was trying to push a big fridge. You stood not knowing if you should just keep walking or help him. He was either training or he was being a good person and was cleaning up the beach. Though you had to admit, he was failing at it. The fridge wasn't the biggest item and he still had a long way to go.
The sun was starting to set as you weighed your options. Should you leave or should you help? You began to walk forward to the boy, when you got closer to him, you spoke up.
"Umm, excuse me? Do you need help?"
The boy flinches as he leaps away from the fridge. Looking around, he sees you walking towards him. You smile politely as you stop in front of him as you speak again.
"Do you need help cleaning up?"
He shakes his head as he stumbles on his words, "I-ah, I- I'm not cleaning! I'm training!"
"Training?" You asked him. He nods.
"Yes, for the UA Entrance Exam."
"Ahh, I see."
It was awkward as silence filled between the two of you as you both thought on what to say. Suddenly, you get an idea.
"Do you mind if I helped you train?"
"What?" He looked surprised at your request.
You smile as you point a finger at yourself, "I'm also training for the UA Entrance Exam! If you want to, we can both train! It's better and fun to have someone to train with!"
He looked so stunned that your smile began to waver as you quietly add, "I mean, if it's not too much of a bother for you that is."
He snaps into reality as he waves his hands in front, "No, no, no! It's okay! I was just shocked, I guess." He smiles, "It'll be nice to be working with you from now on, umm."
You laugh as you extend your hand, "I'm Tsukauchi (Y/N). Nice to be training with you from now on."
He takes your hand, shaking it. "My name is Midoriya Izuku. Same here."
As you shook his hand, you didn't think that in the future, this boy was going to be more than just a workout buddy.
A/N: Now you may be asking, "Why is my last name Tsukauchi?" Well, here's a hint, you're related to this man who's birthday is on April 4th. Tomorrow where I live.
Edited: 5/11/18
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أدب الهواةIn the world of unique traits called quirks, follow a girl who wants to make her mark. Whether it be big or small. Whether it be to love ones or to complete strangers or even to the entire world. This is the story of how she became a hero.
