The overcast sky rumbled faintly, signaling an impending storm. You were perched on the rooftop of UA High with Kaminari, the two of you having found this spot during a class break. It had become a tradition—a place to unwind and talk about the chaos of hero training. While your relationship wasn’t anything official, there was an undeniable closeness, a shared rhythm to your friendship that felt effortless. Today, though, there was a quiet intensity in the air, as if the storm wasn’t just in the clouds.

Kaminari leaned back, balancing precariously on the edge, electricity crackling faintly from his fingertips. He wasn’t showing off; it was just something he did when deep in thought. You sat beside him, watching the faint sparks dance and fade, the silence between you comfortable. There was no need for words. His presence was enough, a mix of goofy warmth and unexpected steadiness that had come to define your bond. As the first drops of rain began to fall, Kaminari turned his gaze toward you with that easy, lopsided grin, and in that moment, it felt like nothing in the world could break the connection you shared.