Tsuyu wasn’t diagnosed formally with insomnia, but she was beginning to think she should be. The 3rd night in a row waking up from a light sleep was really telling.

She padded across the floor gently, keeping her steps light and airy to avoid disturbing her classmates who actually could get some sleep. Maybe she needs to try sleeping pills or something.

On the bright side- she could make some tea and relax.

Of course she was at mercy of whatever types they already had, but it was better than staring at the ceiling for hours until the sun rose.

With ease she glided through the kitchen placing a kettle on the stove and digging through their cabinets to find a few stray packets of chamomile, one of her favorites.

Now all that was left was to wait.