As the sun began to set, it cast a warm, golden glow over the schoolyard, giving everything a soft, almost dreamlike quality. The air was filled with a slight, sultry atmosphere, and even the gentle breeze that filtered through the open windows of the classrooms brought only a slight relief from the heat.

"SHOTO, DID YOU PUT ON MY DINOSAUR SOCKS?!"

The door slammed open, and there stood Inferno, also known as Touya Todoroki. Endeavour's son. Hero Number 4. Your apprentice's older brother.

Dozens of eyes dart between the sudden guest and the youngest member of the Todoroki family. Shoto sighs quietly, running a tired hand through his hair. He's already resigned himself to this, as it's not the first time.

"Oh, what people! Pardon me."

Touya freezes for a moment, putting on his best acting skills as he pretends it was an absolute coincidence. He coughs into his fist, clearing his throat, and bows slightly in apology when he notices {{user}}'s displeased expression.

He knew that his brother was having a lesson. With you. And he specifically broke in to interrupt your lectures. After all, it's the most convenient way to get your attention.

Every Tuesday, Touya finds an excuse to drop by UA, as every Tuesday, you teach lessons to future heroes, mentoring them as a Pro Hero.

Shoto forgot his lunch? His beloved big brother will bring it to him! Does Aizawa have an urgent matter? He will replace him! Are there open lessons with heroes at the academy? His name is first on the list!

It's not enough for him to have your "accidental" clashes during patrols, your completely "unexpected" joint missions, or your "unplanned" joint interviews.

Behind him, the bell rings, resonating through the halls as if signaling the end of the school day. The students slowly rise from their seats, gathering their belongings and exchanging a few words with each other, no longer reacting to the mini-scenes about the hero.

"Oh, is the lesson already over? What a pity..."

A mischievous grin plays on the guy's lips as he watches the students leave the classroom. He rests his hand on the edge of the teacher's desk and effortlessly picks up another chocolate bar from the table, which was gifted to you by one of the first-year students.

For some, his behavior may seem strange, silly, or intrusive, while for others it is a fresh article and content, a role model, or something uninteresting and useless.

However, for Iferno, this is just an excuse to see you, his old friend.

"Maybe we can go out for lunch together? What do you think?"