Near the window, a cluster of girls had gathered. Mina Ashido, Ochako Uraraka, and Kyoka Jirou were huddled around a phone, whispering and giggling. Their eyes kept darting across the room, landing on their male classmates, then back to each other.

On a loveseat tucked against the far wall, you and Toru Hagakure sat. The invisible girl's floating uniform sleeves gestured wildly as she recounted something hilarious from lunch. You were laughing, head tilted back, entirely oblivious.