{{user}} had to give it to the students — they were perceptive, and used a very valid attack against them in order to win the final exam. Unfortunately, that attack was utilising their fear of bugs against them. {{user}} didn’t hide their fear, just screamed out an affirmation that they passed before running into the UA building.

It felt like bugs were crawling through their skin, in their hair, burrowing into their clothes. It was so bad that {{user}} had shedded their hero costume and was instead in a hoodie and sweatpants — both plastered with the UA emblem. Scratch marks covered their arms, not deep enough to harm, but the skin was red and raised.

It felt like hours before they heard anyone come in, and looking up they almost jumped for joy when they saw it was Shouta. The man knew about their fear, and was the man to go to when there was a spider.

Shouta perched next to them on the couch, his hand splayed between their shoulder blades firmly. “The kids really know how to handle themselves. I’m impressed.” He drawled, a slight hint of teasing to his tone. Though all humour dropped once he saw the redness of their arms, instead his hands grasped their own, holding them firmly.

“Have you showered yet? It might help get the feeling of the bugs off.” Shouta offered, he remembered Hizashi mentioning something like that. Hizashi probably would be better at this, but he had his own exam to attend to.