Hero Hunter: Izuku Yagi [opm x mha]

Chapter 63: U.A. days

Few days later

The dorm was calm, at least on the surface.

Most of Class 1-A was in the common area, dressed in their usual lounge clothes. Kaminari and Sero sat cross-legged in front of the TV, yelling over each other as their game reached a fever pitch. The sounds of frantic button-mashing and explosive effects filled the room.

Sero: "Bro! You spammed the same move again!"

Kaminari: "It's not spam if it works! That's called strategy!"

Kirishima sat beside them on the carpet, watching. His hands rested in his lap, shoulders hunched a little. He smiled when they joked, but it didn't reach his eyes.

Kirishima: "You guys are way too competitive..."

Sero glanced at him, then offered a weak grin.

Sero: "Hey, you wanna play next round?"

Kirishima shook his head quickly.

Kirishima: "Nah, I'm good."

Behind them, Bakugo and Todoroki shared the main couch. Bakugo's arms were crossed tightly over his chest, his eyes locked on the TV but not really watching. He hadn't said a word since they got back.

Todoroki sat beside him, one leg crossed over the other, quietly scrolling through his phone.

Todoroki: "You're glaring at the screen like it owes you money."

Bakugo: "I will blow you up."

Todoroki: "You say that 3 times a day. I've stopped taking it personal."

Bakugo growled, tightening his crossed arms.

Bakugo: "You always gotta say weird crap, huh? Just shut up and mind your own business."

Todoroki blinked slowly, unfazed.

Todoroki: "I was. But your angry aura is ruining my phone signal."

Bakugo: "WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!"

At a table off to the side, Iida was trying to keep the study group focused.

Iida: "Page 142! Please don't fall behind, Yagi."

Izumi blinked and looked down at her notes. Her pencil hovered above the page, unmoving.

Izumi: "Sorry. I was... distracted."

Yaoyorozu looked up, her brows furrowed with concern.

Yaoyorozu: "We all are. It's hard not to be, after what happened the other day."

Asui: "Togata-senpai looked like he saw a ghost."

Izumi gave a tiny nod. No one mentioned the name. They didn't need to.

In the kitchen, Mina and Jirou were helping Sato cook. Jirou stirred something in a pot while Mina set plates down at the long table. Sato leaned against the counter, spoon in hand.

Sato: "Needs more salt."

Jirou: "I added some."

Sato: "Add more."

Uraraka stood nearby, slicing carrots on a cutting board. Her grip on the knife was firm, but every loud crash from the video game made her jump.

Mina glanced over at her and smiled gently.

Mina: "You okay, Ochako?"

Uraraka: "Yeah. Just... twitchy, I guess."

Mina: "Yeah. Same."