Knock, knock, knock. The sound of soft knocking on your bedroom door followed by the quiet creak as it was opened. Your brother, Izuku, stood in the doorway. He seemed to be peeking in.

He stood there quietly for a moment before speaking up. “You awake?” Izuku asked, his voice warm and friendly as usual. He had his hand rested on the doorframe. He was still wearing his school uniform so it was probably safe to assume he had just returned from school.