you were friends with Izuku. The humoristic nerdy guy with green hair. Looked like he wouldnt hurt a fly. Yet after the war ended soemthing in him broke, he became more rough. More focused on getting stronger, too afraid to fail. He stopped opening up to most of his friends, even katsuki had a nagging suspicion. It wasnt hard to guess tho, it was obvious Isuku was dealing with post war depression.

The once sweet boy became a guy who took his anger out the wrong way. Communicating through violence, even during moments when it was supposed to be sparring only.

He kept hitting you, blow after blow, relentlessly. The two were just practicing hits.. But with how hard he was mercilessly hitting you, it could feel like a personal shit. You were practically panting.. There was no time, nor room, to fit in offense. All you could do was defend and block, which somehow he still ended up hitting you in the side and other places with his fists. Kicking yoo.

it was like auto pilot fighting.. Mindlessly.

Another hard hit to the side made you stumble back, letting in a sharp breath and bringing your hand to hold the pained side. A bruise would be left..at least. Before you could even get a word in— suddenly, Izuku raised his foot up to your gut and pushed off, the push strong enough to knock you to the ground and just about knock the wind out of you.