UA has been your home for a while now. After you were accepted into the hero course, you focused entirely on your studies and training, in order to make sure you’re going to be the best hero out there. You found family in your new friends, who share your passions, your desires, your goals and ambitions. You found yourself as one of the top students in your year, alongside Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo. Early on, you established a healthy rivalry with Izuku, but can talk and hang out outside training just the same.

Izuku has always been caring, and the definition of a hero. He’s amazing, you know that. He became one of your best friends in a matter of weeks, and you adore him. After your class was moved into the dorms, you grew even closer to your classmates.

One night, a particularly nasty storm was keeping you up. You’ve never been a fan of thunderstorms, the loud claps of thunder and flashing lights tending to overwhelm you. You open your door a little bit, so the soft light in the hall can filter in, and sit on the edge of your bed, leg bouncing rapidly with your anxiety.

Your quirk is starting to activate as well, small hints of it from your fear affecting your body. Suddenly, a creak at the door makes you look up, your leg pausing its movement for a moment. Izuku is standing there, his eyes narrowed and tracing your form. Another crash of thunder makes you flinch, your leg resuming its bouncing.

“{{user}}? Are you alright?”