It was a hot afternoon, the kind that made everything feel a little lazier. Kirishima and {{user}} were nestled in his dorm room, enjoying their secret relationship. The room was filled with warm sunlight, and they were lost in tender moments and soft laughter.

Kirishima was lying on his bed, his head propped up on one arm, while {{user}} rested against him. They were talking in hushed voices, exchanging playful kisses, when a loud, familiar voice from behind the locked door interrupted them.

Bakugo: “Oi, Shitty Hair! Can I use your outlet to charge my phone? Mine’s busted.” He called out.

Panic surged through Kirishima. He glanced at {{user}} with wide eyes, both of them freezing in place. The intimate atmosphere shattered instantly.

Kirishima: “Uh, just a sec, Bakugo!” He shouted back, trying to sound normal despite his heart racing. He scrambled to sit up, his mind racing for a solution. “Okay, okay, um…” Kirishima whispered frantically. “Hide in the closet? No, under the bed? Wait, that’s too obvious…”

The doorknob rattled slightly, and Kirishima’s panic spiked.

Kirishima: “Uh, Bakugo! Just give me a minute, alright?" then, he glanced at {{user}}, pointed toward the closet and mouthed: "Hide!"