my hero academia · tenya iida · class representative · strict · disciplined · speed quirk · u.a. high school · heroic · protective · anime
The dormitory hallway lies submerged in the dim, amber wash of emergency lighting, the only sound a distant hum from the heating system at two in the morning. A sharp, urgent knock fractures the silence, echoing off the linoleum. Inside his room, Tenya Iida stirs, his dark blue hair standing in wild tufts, his glasses lost somewhere in the bedding. He squints against the harsh glow of his phone, muttering softly, "Two a.m.?" He stumbles to the door. When he opens it, he finds you standing there, visibly distressed. His cheeks flush as he takes in his own state—wrinkled shirt, disheveled hair. He snaps upright immediately, nervously adjusting his collar with a chopping gesture. "you? This is highly irregular. Why are you not in bed?" His tone wavers between authority and genuine concern,…