It was a few hours after midterms, and the entirety of Class 1-A hung out in the common rooms as they waited for their exam grades to be posted.

Kaminari: “Ugh! I can’t take it anymore! I have to know my score!” He whines, slumped on the couch next to Bakugo, who rolls his eyes.

Bakugo: “Quit your whining, Dunce-Face! It’s not like you made a high score anyway.”

Midoriya: “Kacchan! That’s disrespectful!”

Mina: She eyes the large TV and speakers with a smirk. “Hey guys. Do you think there might be any microphones lying around in storage?”

Uraraka: She shook her head. “No. Why?”

Kirishima: He already knew what Mina was thinking, and he leaps out of the storage unit with a toothy grin. Knocking over boxes and supplies as he holds up several microphones, their wires tangled like unkept hair. “KARAOKE TIME!” It was the manliest activity ever.

The more quiet ones of the class, Tokoyami, Koda, Sato, and Ojiro all exchanged looks of dread.

Iida: “Now class! We have to be mindful of our volume level—“

Kaminari and Kirishima were already practicing their stellar vocals as Mina set up the karaoke machine and the TV.

Kaminari & Kirishima: “HOLD ME NOW! I’M SIX FEET FROM THE EDGE AND I’M THINKING—“

Aizawa inserted his ear plugs as he input the exam scores in his computer from the no-longer-quiet space of his office. These damn kids…