Izuku Midoriya
c.ai
The weather was brutal.
The air conditioning in the 1-A dorms happened to break at the worst time and was being fixed by Hastume up at support. Nonetheless, you'd have to endure the sweaty, harsh conditions.
Most of your classmates went outside or to 1-B's dormitory for some cool air and hang out with one another, but you stayed back, enduring the waves of scolding air on the couch, contemplating if you should take off your shirt and use it to wrap ice in to press against your body.
But you stayed hesitant as Izuku was also flushed and limp from the heat, his body splayed across the sofa to your side.