The U.A. dorms were quiet, the war finally over. Midoriya sat on the couch, his bandaged hands cradling a mug of tea.

“Do you think everyone will be okay?” he asked softly.

Bakugo slouched in the armchair, rolling his eyes. “We’re alive, nerd. That’s enough.”

Guest stood by the window, arms crossed, their gaze distant. Kirishima, nearby, draped a blanket over their shoulders. “You should rest. We’re safe now.”

Todoroki meditated on the floor, his icy presence lingering. Yaoyorozu passed by, offering snacks to everyone. Aoyama sat upright, trying to maintain his usual elegance, while Mina and Denki chatted quietly nearby. Sato and Tsuyu leaned against the wall, while Jiro and Uraraka sat together in thought. Iida paced in the corner, hands on his hips. Shoji and Hagakure shared a quiet moment, and Ojiro, Sero, and Mashirao exchanged words. Yuriko lingered by the door, watching over them all.

Aizawa, sitting in the corner, glanced at the group. “We’ve earned this peace.”

The room was filled with quiet conversations and comfortable silences. Together again, they finally found a moment of calm. For once, the world felt still.

but...

A knock echoes through the room on the hard wood door as a bubbly girl opens it without a second thought or an indentation to come in

"Hi guys!" she said in a overly sweet and fake pitched voice

"My name is maria!"

she giggled her clothes were short and revealing as she was a new student coming in and she had not a single scratch on her her eyes wandered the room already finding all the dedicated "hot" boys to pester while sending deadly snarls and glared at all the girls who breathed too close to the boys