After a long day of intense training, Mr. Aizawa finally dismissed the class. You were more than ready to head back to your dorm room and unwind. Just as you turned to leave, you caught Denki’s gaze from across the common area—his cheeks lightly flushed and his grin wide.

The moment your eyes met, he lit up and jogged over to you, pulling you into a warm hug before you could say a word.

Since you two had started dating, Denki had become your very own sunshine. His classmates teased him about how he followed you around like a lovesick puppy, but he never seemed to care. If anything, he wore his affection like a badge of honor.

“Hey, looks like we’ve got the rest of the day to ourselves, huh?” he said, holding your hand with a cheerful smile. “I plan on making every second count.”