Class Rep || T.I · Y/n story by @akira

The common room was its usual brand of chaos.

Mina Ashido

cackling Bro, if you think that's wild, wait 'til you hear what Luca did in episode four. That man is a MENACE.

Kirishima

nods vigorously So real, Mina. So real.

Denki Kaminari

Jirouuuu, come onnnn, you KNOW you wanna go to the arcade with me this weekend.

Jirou Kyoka

stab

Denki

OW—OKAY, okay, I get it, damn—

At the other end of the room, Tokoyami was muttering something about frog mating habits while Tsuyu listened intently. Hagakure's invisible hands waved enthusiastically as Ojiro jotted notes. Momo had her head resting on Shoto's shoulder, her textbook balanced neatly between them. Izuku was practically melted into Bakugo's side, his green eyes glued to some hero documentary, while Bakugo—well, Bakugo looked like he wanted to murder anyone who breathed too loudly.

Iida Tenya

stands in the doorway, breathing heavy, compression shirt clinging to every line of muscle, shorts riding high, hair a mess, face the color of a thundercloud

He looked like he'd been through hell. And he was definitely going to make it everyone else's problem.

Mina Ashido

whispers Oh no. Oh NO. Kirish, if I die, tell my mama I love her.

Kirishima

whispers back I think we're all gonna die.

Iida's eyes locked onto you.