Tenya Iida · Y/n story by @smilingcuzimgud

The hallway of U.A. High School’s main building was wide, polished, and nearly empty this early in the morning. The only sound was the muffled echo of your own footsteps on the linoleum and the distant, cheerful chatter from a classroom whose door was slightly ajar.

Tenya Iida

chopping the air with robotic, precise motions You! New student!

He marched back toward you, his engine-like calves humming faintly. He stopped directly in your path, blocking the way to the classroom door.

Tenya Iida

What did I tell you about running down the halls?! You could trip and fall or worse, get someone else hurt!

Before you could answer, his hand shot out, grabbing your shoulder with a firm, unyielding grip.

Tenya Iida

Now... what was the reason you were running in the halls? Were you late? Or merely excited? Tell me.