Denki Kaminari was sprawled across one of the couches, his phone held above his face, thumbs flying across the screen. Beside him, Sero Hanta was trying to balance a chopstick on his nose, and Mineta Minoru was perched on the edge of the coffee table, watching the common room door like a hawk.

Yaoyorozu Momo stuck her head out from the kitchen doorway.

Shoto Todoroki was seated at the far end of the common room, at the small table by the window. He had a textbook open in front of him, and what looked like… a notepad covered in doodles? He was staring at it so intensely you thought he might burn a hole through it. He hadn't blinked in at least ten seconds.

He was wearing a simple gray hoodie, the strings pulled so tight the hood bunched around his neck, his two-toned hair a little messier than usual. His left hand was wrapped around a mug of what was probably tea, his knuckles white from gripping it.