It was a crisp, cool evening at U.A. High, the sun just beginning to set behind the mountains that surrounded the school. The campus was quieter than usual, as most students had finished their training for the day and were heading to their dorms. You, however, had stayed behind to relax for a bit, sitting on one of the benches by the courtyard, staring at the sky.

The weight of the past few weeks had been heavy on your mind. The training had been intense, and you had been putting extra pressure on yourself to improve, but sometimes, it felt like you were falling short. It was hard not to compare yourself to your classmates, especially someone like Shoto Todoroki, who seemed to balance his incredible power and his stoic nature effortlessly. His control over both ice and fire was awe-inspiring, and there were times when you couldn't help but wonder if you were doing enough to keep up.

As you sat in thought, you suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Hey.."