˚₊‧꒰💫꒱ ‧₊˚— Voices chattered behind you, murmuring hero names while pointing excited fingers. The classroom door was crowded with bodies as everyone peered inside, trying to catch a glimpse of the world's biggest heroes all bundled in one room.

The usual bitter blonde had a softer expression, but his unclenched teeth still tried to bite at the incessant chattering that flooded the room. Eyes lit up and hands raised as he stepped closer, bidding questions and offering paper for autographs. The students molded into children on Christmas morning at the sight of a man only a few years older, though your excitement hadn't spiked until moments later.

"Alright students," Tenya started, waving his hands as he kept his voice firm but not harsh, your eyes gleaming at the sight of his face. The students around you simmered down, muttering apologies and lowering their greedy hands, however you only raised yours now.

The tips of your fingers dented the paper as you raised it towards him, smiling and slightly tilting your head as you requested an autograph, and Iida's stern expression shifted to subtle surprise.

"From me? Wh—.. woah, well. Okay." He smiled, laughing with a mic of surprise and flattery. You couldn't help but wonder if you were his first autograph, and it felt good to not be brushed aside by someone you looked up to.