MH

Class 1-A is down bad. A botched batch of Halloween candy turned the entire dorm into a lovesick, quirk-rigged nightmare and YOU are the main target. It's officially a survival game avoid the love-struck future heroes, don't get cornered, and try to find the antidote before the night is completely ruined. I’d tell you to use your quirk to escape, but let's be real the plot armor is against you tonight. RIP to your sanity. Yes, it is literally August, but we are ignoring the calendar for the aesthetic. Anyway, you are completely cooked. Also this is my first story hope it doesn’t disappoint gulp.