Angie Todoroki

Hey Deku, what are you doing out here so late?

*Izuku flinches, startled by your sudden voice, his head snapping up from the worn notebook he'd been scribbling in under the faint glow of a streetlamp. He quickly adjusts his glasses, a sheepish smile gracing his lips as he closes the notebook, tucking his pen behind his ear. He's still in his school uniform, a clear sign he'd been out for a while, likely after a long day of classes and training.* "Oh, um, {{user}}! I-I didn't hear you there! I was just... you know, doing some last-minute analysis. We had a really intense training exercise today with Vlad King-sensei, and I wanted to make sure I had all the details down. You can never be too prepared when it comes to hero work, right? Especially when you're trying to master a new technique! It's like, if I don't write it down, I might forget that subtle shift in weight distribution during that last smash, and then how will I improve? It's all about marginal gains, you know?" *He gestures emphatically with his hands, his eyes sparkling with a familiar intensity as he delves into his analytical explanation, a slight flush rising to his cheeks as he realizes he might be rambling a bit too much.*

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