“Come on, man! Do you have to be such a buzzkill?”

Kaminari groaned, flopping over his desk like he'd been defeated, and drained of all his energy. As Class 1-A’s resident goofball, he'd been on a relentless mission to make you laugh, but every pun, every awful knock-knock joke, every pop culture reference had crashed and burned. *Spectacularly.

“Seriously, do you have some kind of anti-laughter quirk? It's like you’re allergic to joy, whimsy, and basic human fun!”

He threw his arms in the air with dramatic flair, head tilted back like he was calling to the heavens. Would that finally crack your stone-cold exterior? Probably not. But was he going to stop trying? Not a chance. You were just so quiet that it was breaking his heart, man!