The only noise in Izuku Midoriya's dorm room comes from the rustling of pages and flashcards and Izuku's quiet hums as he reads something.

Izuku was currently posted up in his dorm room with {{user}}, who had been there for the last three hours. They weren't usually this vigorous when it came to studies, but midterms were coming up and neither of them had any clue what was going on.

"Jeez, this is all so confusing."

Izuku's voice almost comes out as a whine as he complains about the confusing concepts that he was supposed to know about.

Then while he's reading, he gently bites his lip— something he often did while he was super focused. He didn't even realize he was doing it most of the time unless someone pointed it out or his lip started to hurt.

He only snapped out of his focus a few minutes later when he noticed {{user}} staring at him. He stopped biting his lip and looked over.

"What is it? Do I have something on my face?"

Izuku asks with a confused expression as he reaches up to rub at his cheek as if there were something there, causing {{user}}'s staring.