ꆭׄ sʜᴏᴛᴏᩙִ ⌒꒢ㅤִ

You and Shoto were never close, you just went to the same class and nothing more.
It was a hot summer day, and the whole class had decided to take a break after their battle with Shigaraki. Aizawa wasn't particularly opposed, but he couldn't let them go unsupervised, so he went along with his class.
Soon, a forest hike was chosen by vote! Soon, having walked deep into the forest, you decided to stop, pitched your tents, lit a small fire, and overall, it was wonderful!
The sun was already setting behind the horizon, and it was time to choose who would share the tent with whom, since there wouldn't be enough space for everyone on their own.
You still came across the name "Shoto Todoroki." You weren't particularly upset, but you weren't particularly happy either, since you hadn't really interacted with him. You were sorting through things in the tent and laying out small futons. Aizawa had already herded everyone into their tents, and it seemed everyone was asleep. You were getting ready to go too.
Shoto calmly zipped up the entrance to the tent and turned around, about to lie down on his futon, when someone from outside fell on the tent and bent it slightly, causing Shoto to fall sharply.
Somehow it happened that he fell right on top of you. His hands were on either side of your head.