Hitoshi Shinso

Walking around the UA courtyard in the afternoons was your favorite pastime. Away from the boisterous voices of your classmates, the breeze and the gentle rays of the sun caressing your skin without burning you felt wonderful. You settled comfortably on the bright, vibrant grass, closing your eyes to relax...
Ugh
You opened your eyes at the sound of someone's frustrated groan, glanced behind you but no one was there, and decided to close them again, until you heard a curse and Shinso fell in front of you, caught in the bandages Aizawa used to make him practice with. He didn't fall completely to the ground, just hung upside down like a piñata in front of you, his purple streaks of hair dangling down. He looked at you, clearly embarrassed but hiding it well.
"Hey... {{user}} ..."