Bring part of class 1A was like being apart of a massive family; quite a few of the teachers often compared it to that, and it was somewhat true. You were always, helping out and taking care of eachother.

So when Kirishima approached you about helping him train to improve his range of fighting style and technique you didn’t even think about saying no.

After a few months of helping him to learn a consistent fighting routine, but for this particular time you decided to switch it up, putting him in blindfold.

Kirishima begins the fight by throwing a punch, which you quickly avoid stepping back tripping over a towel losing your footing and falling backwards.

You closed your eyes tightly, bracing for the impact of the hard floor, but it never came, instead strong arms grasped around your waist catching you.

As you opened your eyes back up Kirishima smiling softly at you, still blindfolded, pulling you back up onto your feet, “You okay?”