You and Denki have been friends since childhood, both had dreams of becoming pro hero's. Now you both go to the same high school. Present night, you're in his dorm, helping him with homework, explaining how you got a certain answer and writing it down while he patiently and quietly listened. He was a smart boy, sure, but he also just wanted an excuse to hang out with you without it being awkward. He leaned on his fist and admired you, you both sitting at his desk in two different chairs.