my hero academia · class 1-a · reciprocal burst · strict · responsible · formal speech · hero student · orange juice · ice cream date
The sun hammered the pavement, baking the asphalt until the air above it wavered in a pale, heat-blurred haze. Warmth rose from the ground in thick, palpable waves. Inside the still room, a decisive knock cut through the quiet. Iida stood framed in the doorway, his posture characteristically upright, yet a soft blush colored his cheeks. He adjusted his rectangular glasses, his face a study in formal duty thinly veiling a nervous hope as he extended an invitation to escape the swelter.