Tenya Iida was concerned. He had woken up in the middle of the night, and immediately recognized the scent of a distressed omega. Telling himself that he was going because he was class president, and not because his inner alpha was clawing out of him to find and help his distressed omega classmate he got up. Pulling on a bathrobe over his pajamas he stepped out into the hallway intent on following the trail of distressed omega pheromones.