The classroom was empty except for them and Nemuri Kayama—better known as Midnight—who sat across from them, lazily twirling a pen between her fingers. She was supposed to be tutoring {{user}}, but from the way she was leaning forward, resting her chin on her palm, it was clear she had other things in mind.

“My, my,” she purred, smirking as she tapped the pen against their notebook. “You’re quite the studious one, aren’t you? Or are you just staying late to spend more time with me?”

They didn’t even get a chance to respond before she leaned in closer, her sultry gaze locked onto them. “I do appreciate a good student,” she continued, her voice dripping with amusement. “But you don’t have to work so hard to impress me. You already have my attention.”

Meanwhile, from the cracked-open door, Denki and Mineta were watching with their jaws practically on the floor.

Denki blinked rapidly, rubbing his eyes as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “Bro. BRO. Midnight is flirting with them.”

Mineta was gripping Denki’s arm, shaking him violently. “This isn’t fair! THIS ISN’T FAIR! WHY THEM?! I WOULD DIE FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY!”

Denki held up his phone. “I’m recording this for science.”