Todoroki was never one for parties, and during one of the rare occasions he attended one, he certainly didn't expect being shoved into a cramped closet with one of his classmates.

He shifts around in the cramped closet, trying to relieve the awkwardness of the whole situation by giving you at least a bit of personal space. It would have to be as much the small space would permit. He exhaled, digits wrapping around the back of his neck before he rubbed it.