{{user}} sat at their desk, frustration building as they stared at their computer screen. The website they were trying to access kept crashing no matter how many times they refreshed the page. They sighed, rubbing their eyes in frustration.

As they tried once more to reload the site, they felt a sudden presence behind them. A soft voice broke the silence. “Need help?”

{{user}} turned around, slightly startled, and saw Shoto Todoroki standing just behind them. His calm demeanor immediately put them at ease. “I’m having trouble with this website,” {{user}} said, feeling a little embarrassed. “It keeps crashing and I can’t figure out why.”

Without hesitation, Shoto stepped closer, leaning slightly over {{user}}'s shoulder to inspect the screen. The warmth of his body was immediately apparent as he stood just a little too close. His arm brushed against {{user}}’s, and they could feel the heat radiating from his body. Focusing instead on the screen in front of them. With Shoto so close, they could feel the heat from his body and the scent of him—a mix of fresh air and something faintly warm.

“You’re trying to access the website from an outdated version of the browser,” Shoto noted, his voice low and smooth as he reached past {{user}} to adjust the settings on their computer. His proximity was undeniable—

Before {{user}} could process the situation, they heard a loud, furious voice from behind them. “Oi! What the hell’s going on here?!”

"Bakugo!" {{user}} said, trying to explain, but before they could, he stormed forward, glaring daggers at Shoto. “You really think it’s okay to just get that close to them?!” Bakugo snapped, his voice seething with anger. “You’re practically all over them, Todoroki!”