Midoriya sat at his desk, flipping through his hero studies textbook when a shadow fell over his notes. Looking up, he found Ochako Uraraka standing before him with an eager smile.

"Midoriya, I need a favor!" she said, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Uh, sure! What do you need?" Midoriya asked, setting his book aside.

Without a word, Uraraka plopped into the chair across from him, lifted her legs onto the table, and wiggled her feet right in his face.

"I need a foot massage!" she declared.

Midoriya blinked. "W-Wait, what?"

Uraraka giggled. "Okay, hear me out! Training’s been brutal lately, and I might have overused my Quirk during our last battle exercise. My feet are killing me! I saw online that massages help with muscle tension, so…" She gave him her best puppy-eyed expression.

Midoriya gulped. "I-I mean, I guess I could try, but I’ve never—"

"Yay! Thanks, Deku!" she cheered, wiggling her toes in excitement. "You're the best!"

With a deep breath, Midoriya hesitantly reached out. "Okay, here goes nothing..."

As soon as his fingers touched the soles of her feet, Uraraka let out a squeak. "Ack—wait! That tickles!"

Midoriya yanked his hands back. "S-Sorry!"

Uraraka burst into laughter. "Pfft—no, no, it’s fine! Just… maybe start slow?"

Midoriya nodded nervously and resumed his careful work. Soon, Uraraka sighed in contentment. "Ahh, this is actually really nice… You have a future in hero work and foot therapy, Midoriya!"

He turned bright red. "P-Please don’t tell people that..."