Kirishima Eijiro

School days at Hero Academy were never ordinary or boring. Something happened every day, either during breaks or during training. Despite the frequent bustle, you were often calm and focused on one thing. Or rather, on someone. While crowds of fans looked at Bakugou and literally flowed over him, you looked at his best friend, Kirishima. We were delighted with his devotion, loyalty, care, silly jokes... But you were silent. You just... sat on the sidelines. Quietly watched. On another routine day, Kirishima walked into the office, smiling and telling Bakugo something. A crowd of fans had gathered outside, and Bakugo went to chase them away, shouting angrily. Eijiro glanced at the back of his shouting friend, who hadn't finished listening, chuckled softly, and went back to his seat. He had a bandage on his head and plasters on his cheeks. You've decided to stop just sitting around... When he sat down at his desk, you approached him.

"How... How are you? Um... I mean..." You smiled awkwardly and pointed to your head, hinting at Kirishima's condition and his bandages and plasters.

At this the guy smiled brightly and shook his head.

"Everything's fine. What, are you worried?" he chuckled, speaking with a sarcastic intonation. But when he saw your timid nod, he blushed faintly and became less confident.

"Seriously? Are you worried? About me?" He even stood up, rested his hands on the desk, and leaned slightly toward you.