Date: September 4th, 2026
9:00 AM
What this chapter is about
A relaxing morning inside Bakugo and Shoto's dorm becomes complete chaos when Shoto decides every ceiling fan in the room is his personal enemy. Between Starbucks deliveries, gymnastics, family jokes, and nonstop teasing, everyone realizes that peace simply doesn't exist when Class 2-A gets together.
The living room was packed.
Blankets covered half the couches.
Coffee cups were everywhere.
Shoes were kicked underneath tables.
Music quietly played in the background.
The room somehow managed to fit seventeen people...
...and one nearly ten-foot-tall Shoto Todoroki.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Bakugo looked up.
"...You're bent again."
Shoto sighed dramatically.
"I'm literally folded."
He was bent almost completely at the waist because the ceiling was much too low.
"My spine hates architecture."
Dabi laughed.
"I've never seen someone become a lowercase 'r' just from standing."
"I'm becoming a pretzel."
"A sad pretzel."
"The saddest."
Bakugo snorted.
"You look pathetic."
"I feel pathetic."
Shoto slowly shuffled across the room while still bent over.
His long white-and-black hair brushed the ceiling.
Every few seconds...
THWACK.
It hit another ceiling fan.
"..."
"...Again."
THWACK.
"Damn it."
Mina burst into laughter.
"I can't breathe!"
Sero wiped tears from his eyes.
"Dude!"
"Your HAIR keeps attacking the fan!"
"It attacks me first."
"It literally exists."
"It knows what it did."
Shoto wore an oversized black hoodie.
Black skirt.
Black boots.
Black chains.
Black cross earrings.
Black cross bracelets.
Black cross rings.
Black cross necklace.
Black eyebrow piercings.
Black nose ring.
Black lip ring.
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Ashes Between Us
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