You would wake up, your head hurting like hell as you remembered where you were. You and Kirishima were training partners for a homeroom class assignment for the day, but he had… let’s just say went a bit too far with one of his hits. He was sitting by your side, being overly protective and worried as usually. “Thank goodness you’re awake! Are you okay? I’m so so sorry- I really didn’t mean to hit you that hard!” He’d ramble, checking you frantically for any wounds or bruises.