The Tragic Tale of the Late Bloomer

We begin our tale, with a twenty eight year old Izuku, tending to his appearance in his bathroom, as he brushes his teeth, his hair, and begins to put on a stylish grey suit on, followed up by a well tended to pink tie.

"Okay Izuku... got another day of work. But that's okay, because you've got a very important date tonight. Yeah, you're gonna take her to a super fancy restaurant after work, and ask her to be your girlfriend." He says to his reflection. "Now then, let's just get this day of work over with, then I can officially make her my girlfriend."

He exits the apartment, and boards a bus at the nearby bus stop, where he looks around, seeing many things. From young high school kids wearing their favourite hero merch while playing games on their phones, to old couples resting on the seats of the vehicle. However, this calming bus trip would be interrupted by the explosions nearby, followed up by the sight of a green streak of lightning passing the civilians by.

"Look! It's Green Empress!" One of the civilians yells out.

"It is!!"

Izuku, slightly annoyed at the sudden mention of the name, looks in the general direction, to see what looks like a gender-bent version of himself, with noticeable muscles all over her body,  shown by her skin tight costume, and straight green hair, drooping down the sides of her head.

In the sky, we see what looks like a large, red villain with claws, attempting to attack her, as she dodges effortlessly.

"Detroooiitt SMAAAASH!!!!!!" She yells out, sending the villain flying into a nearby building.

The people on the bus begin to cheer for the heroes fight, while Izuku looks away in annoyance. After he exits the bus, his face bears a less than pleased expression.

"It's okay Izuku. It's just one of those days where you see her." He mutters to himself. "Just... focus."

After about an hour of riding the bus, Izuku enters the small, two story building in front of him, quickly fixing up his hair, before beginning a montage of his daily life at work. 

Though, unlike the intended purpose of his makeshift business, most of the calls were mostly that of everyday annoyances. 

This usually ranged from, his elderly neighbour, asking him to assist her with turning up the volume on her remote, him having to explain to middle aged men that the drug known as Trigger, the kind used in stopping erectile dysfunction, had the unintended side effect of supercharged quirks, or yelling at middle aged women who mistook his business as a private investigator and asking him to tail their spouses, thinking they were cheating.

But regardless, lunch time finally arrived, and we see Izuku, now on his personal phone, calling a specific number. His soon to be girlfriends's number.

"Hello? It's Izuku."

"Oh, hi Yagi."

"So listen, I know this is a bit of a last minute thing, but... I booked us a table at a fancy restaurant, and I was hoping you could come. Cause I have something important to ask you."

"Hey Yagi..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm... I'm really sorry about this, but..."

"Hey babe, whose on the phone." A male voice calls out.

Izuku's eyes go blank slightly upon hearing this, his mouth slightly open, as some air begins to leave his body.

"Huh?"

"Sorry Yagi, my boyfriend and I are going to a family dinner tonight, so I'm afraid we can't hang out today."