Enji lands on top of a building, the usual spot he meets up with Fallout for lunch in the afternoons. He gazes around, observing that Fallout hasn't arrived yet, noting he's running almost ten minutes late. He places the bags with bento boxes on the ground as he sets up his food.

"Incoming!" Fallout shouts from above.

Enji watches as Fallout swiftly lands on the rooftop, rolling on his side and sitting across from Enji. The black metal wings retract behind Fallout as he settles himself, pushing the tufts of his hair back with his gloved hand.

"Afternoon," Fallout greets.

"You're late," Enji says.

"Keeping tabs on me now, eh?" Fallout grins.

"I'm only saying it because this is the first time. You're usually here before me."

"Wow, ya know me so well after half a year! Time flies by quickly, huh? Can I say that the Number Two hero is my best friend?"

"No," Enji firmly answers.

"Fine, fine! It'll be our little secret!"

"Shut up and eat your food."

"And you bought me lunch? Such a great BFF!"

"I only bought it because you bought it last time," Enji grumbles.

"So you're not such a big, grumpy oaf as people say."

"Hmph!" Enji grunts.

Enji and Fallout unpack their bentos. There are rice balls, tempura, and some soba. Enji watches as Fallout hums and smiles while eating his food. After about a minute, Fallout notices Enji's stare, his mouth full of rice.

"What's up?" Fallout says with his mouth full.

"You're livelier than usual," Enji drinks from his bottle of water.

"You really have gotten to know me, huh?" Fallout swallows.

"I only know because you pester me like some stray dog seeking attention. Your unannounced visits have reduced lately."

"Well, since you asked, I'll tell ya!"

Fallout takes a gulp from his bottle of water as Enji waits for him to continue.

"I met this woman…" Fallout begins. "And I think I'm in love!"

"What woman has the patience to deal with you?" Enji asks.

"That's the thing! She's so patient with me! Of course, not at first because I annoyed her, but now she's grown fond of me."

"How long have you known her?"

"A few months now."

"And you think you're already in love?"

"Sometimes it's the quality of time rather than the quantity of time that counts. I seemed to have charmed her," Fallout smugs.

"Hn," Enji scoffs.

"What?"

"I'm sure you've charmed many women."

"Are you implying that I'm a womanizer?"

"Based on the amount of ladies that fawn over you and your flirtatious nature, yes. Seems you've got plenty of women to choose from."

"That's the thing! I don't want just any woman! I want the one."

"What makes you think she's the one?"

"She's intelligent, she's patient, she's strong - she's socially awkward, but that's what makes her adorable! And her looks! Damn, is she beautiful!"

"Who is she?"

"Can't say much else about her."

"Keeping her a secret?"

"I've got to… If the President finds out, she'll be pissed."

"Why?"

"The President will consider her a distraction from my duties as an agent. I'm already going missing a lot of the time. Our meetings here for lunch are actually a secret!"

"The Commission really restricts you that much?"

"Yeah…"

Fallout stares down with a somber expression. Enji watches him, noting that Fallout always has that expression when mentioning the President and the Commission.

"What about you?" Fallout asks. "Any women on your radar?"

"Nothing like what you have in mind," Enji bites his rice ball.

"What do ya mean?"

"I have a goal."

"Which is?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Oh come on! I just poured my heart out to you! You can tell me!"

"No."

"Come on! What kinda woman is Enji Todoroki into? You wanna go out for your birthday next week to find you a lady?"

"You know my birthday?"

"Been knowing it since before we met. I'm actually a month older than you. Ha! Who woulda thought!"

"And you didn't bother telling me?"

"I know a bit about you and the Todoroki name. I've done my research. It's what I do as a spy," Fallout shrugs.

"Yet I know nothing about you."

"In due time."

"Hn."

"Now tell me - what's your type?" Fallout is eager.

"I don't necessarily have a type. I'm merely seeking a woman to marry for her ice quirk."

"So a quirk marriage."

"Yes."

"Where's the fun in that?" Fallout raises a brow.

"I've got no time for fun when my goal is to surpass All Might."

"So you plan to find a woman with an ice quirk, marry her, have kids with her, hoping that one of'em pops out with the perfect fire and ice quirk?"

"That's one way of putting it."

"Pft! Sounds lame."

"What? Why?"

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but a quirk marriage is a recipe for disaster."

"And you know better?"

"When you marry, it should be outta love."

"What's the point of that?"

"What's the point of love?" Fallout is offended. "Are you really asking that question? Did your parents never show you any love?"

"Funny coming from an orphan."

"I may be an orphan, but I sure as hell know more about love than you. And you come from a prestigious family. You should know better."

"But I don't."

Fallout stares at Enji's serious gaze.

"My father died trying to save someone," Enji picks at his rice. "Where's the love in that?"

"Sorry to hear…" Fallout feels bad.

"It's in the past," Enji shrugs.

"Still…I know it must hurt."

"If I don't know about love," Enji is annoyed. "Then why were you so eager to befriend me?"

"Because I know what it's like not to be loved," Fallout responds. "And when I see people like that, I feel the urge to help them. You come off as some tough guy…but deep down, you just want acceptance. That's why you're so obsessed with surpassing All Might."

Enji stares at Fallout, shocked at how much he's able to read him. He shakes it off and continues to eat his food.

"The death of your father must've impacted you deeply…" Fallout says.

"You don't know me…" Enji grumbles.

"After half a year, I know enough," Fallout gives a small smile. "I admire you for your tenacity. You strive to be the best when everyone else relies on All Might to save the day… While everyone else is comfortable, you keep fighting to be better. That says a lot about your character."

Enji stares at Fallout for a moment in disbelief.

"But you're too much of a grump to admit that," Fallout shrugs with a smile.

"Shut it!" Enji grunts.

"Don't deny it! I'm melting that frozen heart of yours, aren't I?" Fallout teases.

"Keep at it, and I won't meet you for lunch anymore," Enji is angry.

"Fine, fine! I'll stop teasing."

Fallout finishes the last of his meal and gets to his feet.

"You got the clean up covered, right?" Fallout stretches his arms.

"As always…" Enji grumbles.

"I'm your guest, after all!" Fallout grins.

Fallout extends his metal wings as he stands on the ledge of the roof. He stops for a moment in silence.

"My name's Hikaru," he says.

"Huh?" Enji raises a brow.

"My name. It's Hikaru… It's about time I told ya."

Enji stares at Hikaru for a moment.

"Just keep it between us, alright?" Hikaru puts an index finger on his lips. "See ya around, Enji!"

Hikaru leaps off the building and takes off in flight. Enji sits in silence, wondering about Hikaru and all that he said. He shakes his head and grumbles to himself before cleaning up.