He sits against his seat, back straight and eyes wide. Paying heavy attention to what was happening in class. He jots down notes while taking the occasional glance back at the board. He gently pushes his glasses up as his red eyes dart across the paper and his hand maneuvers to hold the pen as he swiftly writes his notes. He looks over at him and smiles. Shoto was also incredibly smart and talented. Being recommended to UA was crazy, and it was something he admired deeply.