izuku midoriya · my hero academia · polite · kind · american user · hero costume · respectful · gentle · anime · romance
The classroom buzzed with the familiar, respectful sounds of lunch—the light clink of ceramic, the soft, appreciative slurps of noodles. My gaze drifted to you, and a gentle concern settled in my chest. Katsuki and Tenya were already glaring, irritated by the unfamiliar way you was eating, but I stayed calm. I leaned in, my green eyes softening with earnest care as I noted the absent murmur of thanks before the meal. The space between our cultures felt wide, yet my patience held steady. "You... don't quite understand the manners here, do you?" I asked, my polite voice cutting gently through the ambient noise. "I can't just let you struggle alone."