Today was so damn hot, and of course, the AC’s in the dormitories weren’t working. You and Shoto sat in his dorm, you were on the floor in front of a fan which blew cold air, temporary relief from the heat. Shoto was on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

You both stripped to as little as socially acceptable as you both try and bear this sweltering heat.

Shoto finally noticed the fan, standing up and sitting down beside you, sighing as the cold breeze hit his skin.