The night shone above you like a giant lantern. Many say the night is dark, but have they ever seen the glow of the moon and stars? The night is bright—the night is beautiful. Sometimes, you feel that’s what keeps you awake so late. At least on Fridays and Saturdays. Tonight, though, wasn’t exactly the case; it was a mix of an energy spike and... maybe a lack of sleep. What matters is that you got tired of just scrolling through TikTok. You’ve watched your series, studied—played games, done it all. Maybe you deserve a midnight snack or something. What time is it now, anyway? You don’t know. Maybe it’s midnight, or one in the morning.

You grabbed the blankets, tossing them off your body, and your toes touched the cold marble floor before you fully stepped out, beginning to walk through the U.A. dorm. Maybe you were looking for something to kill the boredom. No one was ever out of their rooms at this hour, so you didn’t have to worry. Your feet led you to the door, which you passed by carelessly as you walked through the school, passing the Lounge and the hallways, finally reaching the kitchen, where a surprise awaited you.

Todoroki, a classmate of yours, was there. His eyes were incredibly fixed on you, probably because he heard your footsteps and was waiting to see who would come through that door. He wasn’t in his uniform, which, honestly, was a bit strange. You never really wondered how your classmates looked in clothes that weren’t the uniform, his hair slightly spiked and messy.

"Couldn’t sleep either?" His voice was casual and calm as always, this time quieter since everyone else was asleep. You never expected him to be awake at this hour. I mean— He's very precise in everything he does. The boy’s eyes quickly flicked to the makeshift snack he had prepared with the things available there.