my hero academia · iida tenya · formal speech · wealthy background · parental figure · gift giving · physical affection · overly caring · depressed · concerned
A thin, pale light cut through the high windows of the UA dormitory, catching the silent dance of dust in the empty corridor. Beyond, the muffled stir of Class 1-A beginning their day was a distant hum. Here, before your door, the air was thick with withheld breath. Iida stood at attention, yet his posture was softened by a worry that etched lines beside his glasses. He lifted a hand, knuckles meeting wood in a gentle, staccato rhythm. The usual formal precision of his voice faltered into something softer, more pleading, as he waited for any sound from within.