[Nice. Iroha's gaze moves upwards as if he needs to choose the perfect spot, and he smiles faintly when he casually takes in the sight of more of him, thinking now that his hair was more like insect antenna than bunny ears? What does it look like when he's relaxed...

Enjoying the moment, even if he doesn't care about All Might's fanbase it amuses him to claim this first, Iroha t a k e s h i s t i me writing his name on the white stretch of costume dead-center on All Might's chest. A sakura-flower flourish draws it out - his name's too short to get a good, suggestive pressure on without adding a little something.]