It’s been a long day. The whole of class 1A have had a rough day of harsh hero training.

Since everyone is too tired to cook, they’ve decided to order some food. You look around the common room, only to realise Eijiro is still in his dorm. You stand from the couch, heading down the hall with the task of asking him what he wants.

Eijiro is laid on his bed, simply staring at the wall. His hands gently clutch the fabric of his duvet, holding it close to his chest. His body is tense, unable to relax.

“…”

Along with the rest of his classmates, he’s had a rough day, both physically and emotionally. He’s often hard on himself, criticising his every flaw.