The Class 1-A dorms were alive with Christmas energy. The smell of cinnamon and hot chocolate filled the air, strings of fairy lights twinkled along the walls, and laughter echoed through the halls. It would have been perfect—if not for the ridiculous amount of mistletoe Mineta had hung everywhere.

You sighed as you stepped into the dorms, a stack of paperwork for Aizawa in hand. You weren’t here to partake in the festivities. You were just passing through on your way to the teacher’s lounge, but as you walked toward the common room, the doorway ahead became… complicated.

There stood Bakugo, leaning casually against the frame, his usual scowl softened into something more neutral—at least, for now. His crimson eyes flicked up to meet yours as you approached, and his expression darkened slightly. “Tch, took your sweet time, huh?”

“Relax, I’m just passing through,” you said nonchalantly, stepping forward. Then you noticed it: mistletoe dangling above the doorway.

He noticed it too. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze shifted between the mistletoe and you. The chatter in the common room immediately died down as everyone turned to watch, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife.

“Bakugo and {{user}}?” Kaminari said, barely able to hold back his laughter. “Oh, this is gonna be good!”

“Shut up, Sparky!” Bakugo snapped, though the faint red creeping up his neck betrayed his irritation.