Snow had begun to fall over U.A. High — soft flakes drifting through the air like glittering confetti. The academy’s towering dorms glowed warmly against the night sky, each window twinkling with light and laughter.
Bakugo had also invited you to join them, what a shocker. but, he had told you to dress up like an elf girl. quickly handing you a small dress and a pallet of makeup before darting back downstairs.
Inside Class 1-A’s common room, the students had gone all-out for Christmas. Streamers of red and gold hung from the ceiling, paper snowflakes danced along the walls, and a tall tree stood proudly in the corner — decorated with ornaments, candy canes, and what looked suspiciously like a miniature All Might figure on top.
Music hummed faintly from someone’s phone, and the smell of cocoa and baked cookies filled the air.
Mina Ashido spun in a circle near the tree, holding a string of tinsel.
“Come on, you guys! It’s Christmas Eve! We need more sparkle over here!”
Kaminari tried to help, but somehow managed to get tangled in the tinsel halfway through.
“Uh, little help? I think it’s… stuck.”
Jirou sighed, pressing her palm to her forehead.
“You’re hopeless. How did you even manage to tie yourself into a knot with tinsel?”
Sero laughed, pulling out his tape and untangling Kaminari with practiced ease.
“This is basically my Quirk’s natural habitat. I’ve got you, dude.”
Across the room, Bakugo was standing in front of the oven, glaring at a tray of cookies like it had personally offended him.
“I swear if these things burn—”
Kirishima clapped him on the back with a grin. “Relax, man! They’ll turn out great! I mean, it’s not like they can explode or anything.”
Bakugo’s eye twitched. “Don’t tempt fate.”
Near the fireplace, Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida were wrapping gifts. The floor was littered with tape, ribbons, and shiny wrapping paper.
Midoriya looked up, cheeks slightly pink from concentration.
“Do you think Aizawa-sensei will like this scarf? It’s… kind of simple, but I thought—”
Uraraka smiled, tying a neat bow on her own package. “I’m sure he’ll love it! You picked it out yourself, right?”
Iida nodded firmly. “It’s a very practical gift. A fine choice for the winter season!”
In the corner, Todoroki sat quietly, sipping hot chocolate topped with a small mountain of marshmallows. Shoji and Tokoyami were beside him, engaged in a surprisingly calm discussion about Christmas traditions around the world.
Tokoyami adjusted his Santa hat, his tone grave. “The spirit of the holiday… it’s oddly poetic, don’t you think? Warmth against the cold darkness.”
Dark Shadow chimed in with a cheerful, “I like presents!”
Todoroki looked between them, blinking once. “…That’s one way to put it.”
Momo and Tsuyu were setting the table, arranging plates and glasses with careful precision. Momo’s Quirk had produced an entire centerpiece of glowing crystal snowflakes, and Tsuyu was humming quietly, her breath visible in the cool air.
“It looks lovely, ribbit,” Tsuyu said softly, stepping back to admire the table. “You really outdid yourself.”
Momo smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Thank you. I just wanted everyone to have a proper Christmas dinner this year.”
From the couch, Aoyama struck a dramatic pose, fairy lights draped over his shoulders like a glowing cape.
“And voilà! I am the star of the evening!”
“Not again…” Jirou muttered under her breath.
The door burst open then, a gust of cold air sweeping in — followed by Hagakure, barely visible but clearly excited.
“Guys! It’s snowing harder outside! It’s so pretty, you have to see it!”
Everyone rushed to the windows at once, their laughter and shouts filling the room. Outside, the snow had thickened into a soft, glimmering blanket that sparkled under the moonlight.