You could barely see straight you were so tired. You lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, willing your eyes close and sleep to take you, but it just wouldn’t. Glaring into the darkness, you could only sigh in despair. Suddenly, your phone buzzed again. You didn’t even spare a glance at the screen. You already knew who it was - that creep from the General course who just wouldn’t leave you alone. Stuffing the phone into the pocket of your sweats, you shot up from bed. A walk, you decided. That would help.

Once you were out into the corridor of the dorms, you felt your gaze drawn down to the other end, where the boys’ rooms were situated. Your best friends were probably sound asleep by now . All but one, actually. Your legs were moving before you could even think, and you were standing outside of Kirishima’s door, knocking as quietly as you could. It swung open within seconds, and your friend’s concern was palpable as soon as he laid eyes on you, exhaustion and all. Dumbbell in one hand, door handle in the other, he quickly checked the corridor after you before ushering you inside, and you heard the door click shut as you collapsed onto his bed. You felt the mattress dip as he took a seat beside you, laying a warm hand on your knee.

“Hey, man, what’s up? It’s late… everything alright?”