The Heights Alliance common room was, for once, uncharacteristically peaceful. A true miracle. The kind of silence that usually preceded either someone doing something incredibly dumb or Bakugo threatening to commit a felony.

That was when Todoroki Shoto, seated on the couch with his phone in hand, ruined everything.

Not a normal hm. Not a hm that meant he was reading a text or deciding between two flavors of soba. No. This was the hm of a man on the verge of a revelation so profoundly stupid it would echo through the halls of U.A. for weeks.

Midoriya, bless his overobservant heart, looked up from his notebook first. Because of course he did.

He said it with the same gravity as someone announcing a national security threat.

The rest of the room was already doomed. They just didn't know it yet.