When a fiery French exchange student crashes into U.A. High's Class 1-A dorms - cat in tow, sass fully loaded - life in the hero course just got a whole lot messier.
Between dodging Bakugo's explosive attitude, surviving Momo's corporate princess di...
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MONDAY — 7:34 PM
Class 1-A Dormitory, Kitchen
So. First day of school? Survived. Barely. If you ignore the fact that Aizawa looks like he's planning their collective funerals and half the class is already halfway to a mental breakdown.
Anyway.
The dorm kitchen smells like curry—Yaoyorozu's doing, obviously. She's the type to whip up a three-course meal because she can't physically allow us to live on cup noodles like normal teenagers. Bless her, honestly.
Everyone else? Just yelling. Always yelling.
"Pass the rice, Denki—" "You mean drop the rice, Denki," Jirou mutters as Kaminari almost spills the entire pot on the floor. Kirishima laughs so hard he chokes on his drink. Mina has to slap his back like she's Heimlich training.
The long tables in the cafeteria are packed. On one side: Mina, Kirishima, Denki, and Sero already laughing so hard they're choking on rice. On the other: Todoroki eating in absolute silence, like the world's most depressed Disney prince.
"Yo, Frenchie, sit here!" Mina waves Eve over, patting the seat between her and Ochako. She slides in, tray balanced like a fragile bomb. « If I spill curry on my first day, I'm throwing myself out the nearest window. » she thought.
Then, because apparently the day wasn't chaotic enough, Sero decides introductions aren't over. "Okay, hear me out," he says, grinning like he just invented reality TV. "Everyone goes around, says their quirk and one embarrassing fact."
Groans. Actual groans. "Do we have to?" mutters Jirou. "Yes," Sero insists, "it's team bonding! C'mon, it'll be fun."
Spoiler: it's not fun. It's emotional blackmail with rice bowls.
Denki goes first. "My quirk fries my brain if I use it too much. Embarrassing fact: I once got my tongue stuck to a frozen pole." "Of course you did," Jirou deadpans. Laughter. Immediate, explosive laughter.
Next up: Kirishima. "Quirk: Hardening. Embarrassing fact: I once tried to dye my hair black again and it turned... pink." "Wait what—PINK?!" Mina shrieks. He groans into his hands. "Don't remind me."
Sero: "Quirk: Tape. Embarrassing fact: I've glued my own fingers together. Twice. Don't ask." Denki: snickering so hard he nearly fries his fork.
Mina, bouncing next: "Quirk: Acid. Embarrassing fact: I accidentally sprayed acid on a teacher's shoes once." "Wait—WHAT?" Kirishima yells. "Oh yeah, totally," she says, innocently licking her lips. "It was a fashion statement." Everyone groans.
Tokoyami: "Quirk: Dark Shadow. Embarrassing fact: I once fell asleep while practicing shadow control and hit my own face." Everyone laughs a little too hard, probably because he rarely shows emotions. He just glares. "...It was dark," he mutters.
By the time it's Eve's turn, all eyes swing her way. Great. Center stage. Just what she wanted. "Uh. Quirk: something with... enhanced senses. Don't worry, I won't hear your thoughts... at least not in purpose." Polite chuckles, except Bakugo, who scoffs so loud Eve's convinced it echoes. Embarrassing fact? "...I fell asleep during the UA entrance exam and still passed." The silence is deafening for three seconds before the table erupts.
"NO WAY." "You're lying." "Teach us your ways." Meanwhile Bakugo's glaring daggers, probably wondering how fast he can legally commit homicide on school grounds.
Dinner snowballs from there. Mina throws rice at Todoroki (he doesn't even blink, 10/10 poker face). Denki spills curry again. Jirou facepalms so hard she might actually break her skull. And somehow, by the end, Iida's standing on a chair giving an impromptu lecture about "dorm etiquette and responsible cleanup," which nobody listens to. Tokoyami's shadow keeps creeping closer to my feet, which Gaston aggressively disapproves of.
Finally, Aoyama pops in for a dramatic flair: "Fashion emergency! I need—" "Nope," Mina interrupts. "We are full. Leave. Your rhinestones can wait."
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By the time the kitchen's finally scrubbed and everyone's stuffed, the dorm feels quieter, softer. Lights dimmed. Voices fading. That weird mix of exhaustion and excitement buzzing in the air.
"Night, Eve!" Mina sing-songs, skipping down the hall like she's powered by pure glitter. "Sleep tight," Ochako smiles, hugging her pillow. "Don't stay up too late," Tsuyu croaks, slipping into her room.
She waves them off, clutching her phone. Her legs ache, her brain's fried, but there's this strange little thrill in her chest. Like maybe—just maybe—she survived Day One.
And then—of course—the universe can't let her end on a wholesome note. The hallway lights flicker just as she passes Bakugo's door. He's leaning against the frame, arms crossed, expression set to "angry raccoon." "Tch. Don't get in my way tomorrow, Frenchie." "Bonsoir to you too, sunshine."
He actually growls. Like a feral Pokémon someone forgot to evolve. Eve can't help laughing as she ducks into her room. Door shuts. Lights out.
First day at UA = officially done. But her stomach twists with the thought: tomorrow? Tomorrow is when the real game starts.
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