Traitor Hunt

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Morning came by as fast as it usually did for high school students and Midoriya, for once, found himself waking up after the sun had risen. Huh that was new, maybe searching in the dark yesterday tired him out a bit too much. His nerves always seemed to work overtime in those situations.

The green haired boy rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, yawning in the process as he stood up from his bed and did a few stretches to warm up his stiff body before heading out. The hallway was silent as it was everyday for him. Despite Midoriya 'waking up late', he was still the earliest. Guess, this could be the one time he'd proudly call himself a morning person — he didn't call himself that on everyday basis since he used to stay up a little too late for someone who wakes up this early.

He hadn't stepped much further from his own room when the green haired boy just felt something. He stopped dead in his tracks and held in the breath he took right after stepping out of his room. Emerald green eyes were blown wide and there was this cold feeling inching closer to him by seconds. He took an abrupt turn to check the hallway of any sort of immediate danger. Was this another incident related to the exercise? Or was he just being paranoid? He'd like to keep both assumptions for the time being.

When he turned around to scan the area around him, Midoriya found nothing that could bring harm to his sleeping friends or him. It was strange. The thing he felt earlier — he failed to name it on spot but now with a much clearer mind, the green haired boy could put in under something akin to sharpness and cold.

Maybe, it was just one of those gut feelings...

Once Midoriya entered the common area, he realized that he wasn't the only one whose nerves seemed to work overtime in the dark. A few of his classmates were present there in the same condition as him; slept the entire night without a care in the world but still tired. Welp, nothing coffee can't fix.

Their morning classes were as normal as they could be with Aizawa prepping them for the day with laps around the campus until Present Mic came to their rescue, Kaminari short circuiting himself thrice in Ectoplasm's class, Snipe taking a surprise quiz and Midnight letting them off early for lunch — bless her soul.

Though, it all went downhill from there.

"Hah? Would you look at this? Class-1-A refuses to share their suspicions on us!" Monoma exclaimed with a petty glance, "Does that make you feel like you'll always be in the right? Does it make you feel superior? Oh, look at us! We're Class-1-A and we think you are the traitor but we refuse to say it in your face in case we hurt your feelings and make ourselves look like the bad guys! How trifling!"

Kendo sighed from her seat, clearly tired of the blonde's antics, "Monoma, please, they've barely even started the exercise. Leave them alone."

"Yeah! It's not like you were any better. You made sure not only your team but the entire class failed. Unmanly. Kirishima, support me." Tetsutetsu added.

"What he said. Unmanly." The redhead did as he was told with a mouthful of white rice.

"Worry not, Monoma," Kaminari spoke up in a heavy accent playfully, "We are certain that Class-1-B is as innocent as they could be!"

'For the real traitor is one of us, isn't it.' Thought a certain green head as he poked around his meal, 'Only us 1-A students and the teachers can enter our dorms past curfew. The note blatantly said 1-A and there's no possible way I see it to be a teacher... Something was off in the dorms this morning... But...'