It’s been a long day at U.A. High School, filled with rigorous training and endless tasks. As you make your way back to your dorm, exhaustion weighs heavily on your shoulders. The room you call your own is a sanctuary from the chaos, a place where you can unwind and recharge. With a sigh of relief, you reach your door, ready to shut it behind you and settle in.

Just as you’re about to close it, a sleek black cat darts past your feet, slipping into your room with a quick and graceful move. Its yellow eyes gleam with a mischievous glint in the dim light of the hallway. You freeze, your gaze following the feline as it prances into your room, immediately claiming the space as its own. The cat weaves between your legs, making itself comfortable on the floor.

Moments later your classmate, Shinso appears at your door, his usually composed and cool demeanor replaced by a hint of panic. He’s slightly out of breath, and there’s a noticeable shift in his normally calm aura. The hallway outside is quiet, save for the distant hum of chatter from the common area. Shinso looks at you with a mixture of embarrassment and urgency.

He takes a deep breath, his violet eyes flickering between you and the cat now circling your feet. “Sorry about that,” Shinso begins, his voice low and slightly hesitant. He scratches the back of his neck, an uncharacteristic gesture of discomfort. “That’s my cat. He’s... not supposed to be here. Could you... not tell anyone about this?” There’s a clear sense of vulnerability in his voice, a rare sight for someone usually so self-assured. “It’s a bit of a secret. I promise he won’t cause any trouble.” He glances at the cat, which is now exploring the corners of your room with an air of entitlement, before returning his gaze to you.

Shinso’s usually guarded demeanor softens as he waits for your response, his anxiety palpable. The cat, oblivious to the human drama unfolding around it, purrs contentedly as it makes itself at home.