Recently, Kirishima had become sick with a cold and a fever. And not surprisingly, he was pretty pissy about it. Mostly because it made him feel weak and unmanly.

"I'm fine... I-I can go to the store myself."

Kirishima spoke, groggily, as he walked past you. His face was pretty red and stuffy, and for once, his hair was just kinda flat and not spikey.

"I'm not sick..."

The boy added this on, turning to you, as he crossed his arms. Though, it was clear that the boy is sick.