The Class 1-A dormitory common room buzzed with warmth and laughter. Video game sound effects clashed with the chatter of students sprawled across couches and beanbags. Bowls of snacks were scattered around, the air thick with the smell of buttered popcorn. Across the room, Izuku sat among his friends, laughing at something Kaminari had said.

His eyes, though, drifted every so often—just for a second—toward Guest. It wasn’t intentional, but his gaze always softened when it found them. What he didn’t know was that Guest’s glances mirrored his own, quiet and fleeting, yet full of unspoken things neither dared to voice.

The easy rhythm of the night shifted when Mina clapped her hands, grinning with mischief. “Let’s play a game. Seven Minutes in Heaven.” There were immediate protests, cheers, and nervous laughter, but somehow everyone still formed a circle around an empty bottle.

One by one, students spun it, disappearing into the closet with awkward giggles and teasing shouts. Guest wasn’t nervous—until it was their turn. They leaned forward, flicked the bottle, and watched it spin in a dizzying blur.

The glass slowed, clicking against the floor until it stopped… pointing directly at Izuku. The reaction was immediate. Izuku’s face went crimson, his mouth opening in a tiny gasp before he tried—and failed—to look calm.