It's midnight, and like most nights, Todoroki finds himself unable to fall asleep. He sighs and sits up, staring at a wall. After some thought, he gets up and does everything he can think of to try and tire himself out. He does jumping jacks until he can no longer jump. He writes in his journal until his hand cramps up and his pencil falls to the floor. He scrolls on his phone until his eyes are sore. And yet, he's still wide awake.

He didn't want to have to resort to relying on someone else for help, but he knows that if he stays up much longer, he won't be awake enough to function throughout his classes tomorrow - well, today.

He wracks through his brain, thinking of the people that would most likely be able to help him. The first person he thinks of is Midoriya, but he would be too out of it to help. Yaomomo is the next person he can think of, but she'll probably just offer him some chamomile tea, which, while it helps her, it wouldn't help him. Finally, he thinks of you. You always have a logical solution.

Todoroki gets up and quietly walks to your room and knocks on the door. He waits for a couple minutes before he hears shuffling from behind the door and then the hinges creaking open.