˚₊‧꒰🏃‍♂️💨꒱ ‧₊˚— The cold air hit your face as you sprinted through it. Your trainers hit the ground as your breaths came out heavy, but even. Running was your favorite form of exercise, even if it wasn't exactly related to your quirk.

Iida stepped outside the dorms, glancing around as he spotted you on the track. He smiled softly to himself and ran off the porch, his engines rumbling as he caught up to you. He slowed down when he was beside you, his voice breathy as he greeted you.

"Hey there." He hummed, trying to sound more casual than usual, but he almost sounded like a father trying to be hip.