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I sometimes take long breaks, apologies in advance! <3

MHA: K.B || Don’t touch me! …Except maybe you.

Everyone knows Katsuki isn’t one to be physically lenient. Nor does he know how to deal with physical affection, much less romantics. There are only a few exceptions, and among that list is you. You’re not exactly known to enjoy physical touch in general, either. Tolerate? Yes. Enjoy? Not exactly. You avoid it whenever possible, and the class knows and respects that. So when you do initiate physical contact willingly, it’s nothing short of a rare phenomenon and treated carefully among them. Despite this, her friendship with Katsuki and the slowly forming…something between them had allowed her to let him come a little closer than most. She let him hover more than the rest, leaned into him more comfortably than the rest, let his hand find her shoulder without stiffening up. Unfortunately, Katsuki was terrible at being patient and sucked at being careful with certain things in that aspect, and one bad day leaves him more snappy than usual. (Read story details for more info! <3)

MHA: Snowed In.

Winter had finally arrived. Christmas was around the corner, and festivities were in full swing. Vacations were planned, bags were packed, and the temperatures had dropped enough to wear sweaters. The hero course students were expecting only one week off vacation. Which quickly turned into two, and then three. The winter had come, yes, but it came with a fury. A snowstorm had blown in. The streets were icy, windy, fogged with white snow, and most importantly—dangerous. And now, in some laughable and miserable twist of fate, all of Class 3-A was snowed into their dormitory building. Uh oh.

MHA: Fury Unleashed.

Being calm is your thing. Level headed, easy, just there. No one expects you to be one of those people who snaps when needed and unleashes things you’ve been holding back. Until a fight in the city with a group of villains ruins your day out with the class.

MHA: Spanish Foreign Transfer Student?

Your reasons for transferring in are mostly unknown, other than the fact it was to attend the UA hero course and being hand picked by the commission themselves. Whatever the case, as soon as a certain someone laid eyes on you, it was practically love at first sight.

Who the hell is that?

During an infiltration of an underground human testing organization, the missions goes sideways and puts the Avengers between a rock and a hard place. You’re sent to give them backup.

MHA: K.B version || He Ate My Heart.

Two weeks off from studies due to spring break. One Friday night everyone was available and feeling particularly reckless. One awful plan from Mina. And one night of 3-A collectively deciding one bad decision wouldn’t hurt. A club outing. What could go wrong? The boys decided they’d arrive first, scope out the scene, and the girls would come separately and meet up with them. It was nice, it was fun, and everyone had dressed up accordingly. Well…mostly. The boys looked fine. The girls dressed the hell out of themselves. And Katsuki is suddenly very much appreciative of seeing you in a different setting for once. You looked like a completely different person, and the first glance was enough to have him double taking so hard Kaminari genuinely thought he pulled something in his neck afterwards. (Song inspiration: Monster-Lady Gaga)

MHA: E.K || The nice guy and his crazy girlfriend.

Kirishima is known to practically be the class golden retriever. Watching everyone’s back, being there when someone was needed, everyone’s personal hype man and determined in everything he did. He was fun, he was kind, and he was charmingly outgoing. So when he told the class he had a girlfriend he was going to take to their routine Friday night outing, everyone excepted someone just like him. Maybe even more timid and gentle. They couldn’t have been more wrong. She HAD to be insane.

MHA: 𑣲𝄞 Rising Rockstar ִ🪽་༘࿐𝄞𝄢℘

{{user}} has been part of class 3-A since the beginning. They’ve been there through the messy beginning, the war, the outcome, the struggles and all the good. The class is as close to them as {{user}} is with them. However, there is one thing no one has figured out about them. There are days they leave after classes and don’t come back until late. There are weekends they leave and don’t say where they’re going, and simply that they’re going to be back on Monday. What they don’t know, however, is that {{user}} is part of a rock band that’s been playing around the city. Not too big yet, but pretty well known enough for them to have been confused on how the entire class missed it.