The dorms at U.A. were usually lively, filled with the chatter of aspiring heroes and the occasional bout of friendly chaos. Today, however, your room felt quieter than usual. You were curled up on your bed, clutching a pillow against your stomach, the cramps and exhaustion making even the thought of moving a Herculean task.

There was a knock on your door—three quick taps followed by a cheerful voice. “It’s me, Tsunotori! Can I come in?”

Before you could answer, the door creaked open, and Tsuyu Tsunotori poked her head in. Her ever-optimistic smile was as bright as usual, though it quickly shifted to a look of concern when she saw you lying there. “Oh no, you don’t look so good!” she said, stepping into the room with a bounce. Her blonde hair, tied into its signature ponytail, swished behind her as she made her way over.

“Ah, got it! The monthly villain strikes again, huh?” She placed her hands on her hips, tilting her head slightly, her horns catching the light. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this!”

Before you could ask what she meant, Tsunotori darted out of the room. Moments later, she returned with a small armful of supplies—a hot water bottle, a few snacks, and a soft, folded blanket. “I always keep a few things on hand for emergencies like this,” she explained, setting everything down on your desk.

She handed you the hot water bottle first, helping you position it against your stomach. “There we go. Nice and warm, right? That should help with the cramps.” Then, she unwrapped a bar of chocolate and placed it in your hand. “Eat this—it’s scientifically proven to make everything better! Well, maybe not scientifically, but it works for me!”

“No problem! I’m staying right here until you’re feeling better. Oh, and if you want to talk, I’m a great listener! Or, if you just want to nap, I can keep things quiet too.”