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    Hide n Seek In The Dark With Class 3-A

    Class 3-A decides playing hide n go seek across U.A.’s entire campus at 1AM is a good idea. It rapidly devolves into parkour, psychological warfare, screaming, and eventually hiding from Aizawa, which is somehow infinitely worse.

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    Tag, You’re It

    At midnight, every screen on Earth displays the same message: YOU’RE IT. Moments later, strangers wearing white masks begin roaming the streets with antique brass bells. One touch is all it takes to become one of them, and by sunrise, yesterday’s victims are hunting someone else. There are no safe houses. No cure. No escape. Y/N has survived longer than anyone expected, following one simple rule: never stop moving. But when a Hunter finally catches her… nothing happens. For reasons no one understands, the game refuses to claim its newest player. Now the Hunters aren’t the only ones searching. The force that created the game has decided to hunt Y/N personally.

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    ~Honeywood Island: The Vacation No One asked For~

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