[It probably isn't the staff's fault that they've over-corrected trying to help this particular volunteer. He looks a bit like a giant, lost dandelion, trying his best to smile politely and get the hell away from the employees (two of them) clutching both his hands and trying to guide him in two different directions. It's going nowhere, as much as he tries to excuse himself or get them to listen to him, they continue to argue while he looks distraught over their heads--]

Haha, really, I appreciate how hand-y you've both been, but I really can take care of myself! Please, excuse me!

[Eh? Eh? Dad joke, yes, can he go? ... No, apparently not.]

[All Might does, in fact, dutifully attend the orientation setting because he's told he has to, and that's... uh, that's it. It's in the rules, yes?? So he goes, and it's absolutely dreadful and a little awkward, and then he's handed a quiz and he completely blanks.

When was the last time he took a quiz? He can't even fill out simple paperwork without struggling, and the scrutiny of the staff only makes it worse... Truly, he is suffering. He gets up three times to ask to sharpen his pencil despite having written nothing down, until an impatient staff members breaks from that over-corrected friendliness to snap at him and give him a pen. It's a whole display-- the staff member, annoyed that he won't sit back down, and All Might, towering over them, sheepish and tripping over some kind of apology.

God, it's just a quiz, this shouldn't be so hard. When he's finally bullied back to his seat (which he is too tall for, to add insult to petty injury), he spends a solid two minutes tapping the back end of his pen on his desk. It's probably annoying.]

[Boy, who doesn't want to sleep in a pile of strangers: this guy!! He will literally roll himself into a corner if he truly must, or try to make a daring escape in the middle of the night, ruined by loud coughing. Goddamn it.

That's the prompt: loud coughing when you're trying to sleep. Sorry.]