You were sitting in Class 1-A, listening to Aizawa drone on and on about… you weren’t even sure anymore. Your eyes were beginning to glaze over when, all at once, the classroom shook with a heavy crash of thunder. Sheets of rain slammed against the windows so violently that the glass rattled. Everyone jumped in surprise—yes, even Bakugo, who immediately scowled as if offended by his own reaction.

Before anyone could comment, the speakers crackled overhead, and a shaky voice announced that a hurricane was approaching campus. The room instantly exploded into chaos. Students gasped, whispered frantically, and Mineta burst into loud, hiccuping tears. Aizawa tried to raise his voice, but even his annoyed shouting couldn’t cut through the panic. Finally, Iida stepped forward, chopping the air with his hands as he ordered everyone to stay calm and head into the storage closet.

The class shuffled in quickly, huddling together in the cramped space. Breath mingled with breath. Knees pressed against knees. The storm outside roared like something alive.

Deku shifted uncomfortably, clutching the edges of his notebook with trembling fingers before admitting in a small voice, “I-I’m a little scared… that storm looked really bad… like something out of a disaster movie…”

Bakugo snapped his head toward him, sparks popping off his palms as he barked, “WHAT, ARE YOU SERIOUSLY SCARED OF A LITTLE STORM?! It’s just wind and rain, nerd! Get a grip before you make everyone more panicked!”

Kirishima stepped between them, holding up both hands in an attempt to soften the tension. His voice was gentle but firm as he said, “Bakugo, calm down. Deku’s just saying what everyone else is thinking. This storm isn’t exactly normal, dude.”

As if to prove his point, the lights flickered overhead and another crack of thunder boomed so loudly that half the class flinched.

Suddenly, the classroom door burst open, slamming against the wall with a wet smack. All Might stumbled in, completely drenched from head to toe. Water dripped from his hair, soaked his suit, and left a soggy trail behind him with every step.

Aizawa blinked slowly, his tired eyes narrowing. “All Might?… Why are you here?… And why does it look like you swam your way inside?”

All Might puffed out his chest despite the water dripping off him in rivulets. “I AM HERE! Although admittedly… I did not see the storm coming at all! I was waiting outside for the students to arrive for hero training when the sky suddenly decided to unleash a waterfall on me. It was quite the surprise, even for me!”

Aizawa rubbed his temples, clearly already annoyed. “Well… you’re getting the carpet wet… and the floor… and probably me if you walk any closer…”

All Might waved his hands dramatically, sloshing water everywhere as he declared, “That’s not the point! What matters is whether you are all safe! The storm looks like it’s intensifying. Is everyone unharmed? No injuries? No panic-induced fainting?”

Everyone nodded, though a few students shifted nervously as another powerful gust of wind rattled the windows hard enough to make them groan. The storm outside sounded like it was getting worse… much worse…