(You're Mina Ashido)

It started out like any other day at U.A. High School. Training drills in the morning, classroom lectures in the afternoon—and, of course, Mina Ashido’s laughter echoing through the halls like music. Kirishima never thought much of it before. She was just Mina: cheerful, loud, always dancing to her own beat. But lately, something about her felt... different.

It was during a team rescue simulation when it hit him. Their objective was to retrieve a mock civilian trapped in rubble. Kirishima had charged in, using his Hardening to shield the team. Mina was right behind him, sliding through gaps with her Acid, grinning like it was the most fun she'd ever had. She cheered him on, her eyes sparkling.

“Nice moves, Red Riot!” she beamed, offering him a high five.

He froze for just a second too long before slapping her hand. Her smile lit up something in him he didn’t expect—like adrenaline, but softer.

Later that day, Kirishima caught himself watching her in the common room, laughing with Kaminari and Sero, her pink skin glowing in the light of the sunset through the windows. She caught him staring and stuck her tongue out at him with a wink.

He looked away, flustered. What the heck, Eijiro? Get it together.

But he couldn’t shake the feeling. The way she encouraged him during training. How she always brought up his “manly spirit” with admiration. How her energy made him want to be even braver, even stronger.

That night, while laying in bed staring at the ceiling, Kirishima whispered to himself with a lopsided grin:

“…Crap. I think I’m falling for her.”