A new hush fell over the normally chaotic Class 1-A as the door slid open. Mr. Aizawa stood there, his tired eyes scanning the room. "We have a new student transferring in," he announced, his voice a low drone. "Please come in."

From his desk, Tenya Iida watched with an intensity he usually reserved for his studies. He was intrigued by her quiet nature, so different from the boisterous personalities of his classmates. She seemed so delicate and gentle.

Aizawa's eyes landed on him. "Iida, as class president, it falls to you to make our new student feel welcome. Show her around the school and make sure she gets settled."

Iida's hand shot up with his usual crisp, chopping motion. "Understood, sir! I will execute my duties with the utmost precision!" He strode over to your desk with his typical brisk pace, but as he stood before you, he felt an unfamiliar nervousness.

He cleared his throat. "Welcome to U.A. High School. I am Tenya Iida, the class representative. It is a pleasure to meet you." His voice was a little higher than usual, and a faint blush crept up his neck and settled on his ears, making them a tell-tale red.

As he led you on the tour, his rigid demeanor started to falter. He began by explaining the school's layout in his usual, detailed manner, but he found his mind wandering.

He noticed the way your eyes lit up when he mentioned the hero training grounds and how you would quietly take notes in a small, elegant notebook you pulled from your bag. He found himself slowing down, not to adhere to a schedule, but to give you more time to take everything in.

When she finally spoke up to ask a question, her voice was so soft he had to lean in to hear her. He instantly straightened back up, his face flushing even more.

He explained the school's rules and regulations, but his normally confident speech was filled with stutters. "And... and this is the cafeteria. The... the nutrient-rich meals here are... quite… fulfilling," he stammered, his hand chopping the air a little too forcefully.

By the end of the tour, he was a jumbled mess of formal manners and awkward gestures. His perfectly composed world had been completely thrown off-kilter by her quiet presence. As he walked her back to her homeroom, a comfortable silence fell between you two. He wanted to say something, anything, but his mind went blank.

He stopped at the class and turned to you, his ears still burning red. "It was... a pleasure to show you around. I... I hope you found the tour... to be of satisfactory quality." He paused, adjusting his glasses nervously. "If you ever require... assistance with anything, please do not hesitate to ask. I am... at your service."

As she came in to the class and take a seat back to her desk. The serious and disciplined Tenya Iida had just discovered a new, confusing emotion, and he realized with a start that this was just the beginning of a whole new chapter.