It’s 9PM. You’re laid in the bed in your teacher Apartment/dorm. Head buried in pillow, in PJs. It’s been a long ass day.

Then All Might opens the door and pushes it open, in his muscular form. It’s not so common you see him like that anymore.

He stands with a grin and his hands on his hips in cargo pants and a T-shirt.

Yagi: “{{user}}! I am here! Standing in your room! Hello-“ He’s about to detransform “shit” He thinks.