It was supposed to be a friendly little bet, but the guys lost and suddenly it was hell. The complaining was giving you a headache as the 1A boys groaned and moaned about how much the simulator hurt.

The bet was to see who could hold their breath the longest. Girls against boys. Tsuyu represented the girls and Sero represented the boys. Poor Sero didn’t last a minute. Now all the guys were feeling the loss.

It had taken a few days, but the girls had come up the punishment, a lesson the boys would never forget. A cramp simulator. They wouldn’t call the girls over dramatic after this, that’s for sure.

It hadn’t even been 5 minutes and the guys were already dying. Mineta was basically crying at this point while many of the others were trying not to cry. You sigh as you look at Mina who glances between you and the other girls in confusion.

“Guys, why are you acting so over dramatic? It’s only on Level 3.” Mina said, genuinely confused why they were in so much pain already. You shake your head, putting your hand on your hip as the guys groan.

“It hurts so bad!” Kaminari complained, his fist clenched as he rocks back and forth on the floor. Kirishima nodded in agreement as he tried —and failed— to tough it out.

Bakugou scoffed. “Softies.” He hissed. He wouldn’t admit he was hurting too. His pride was to great to admit such things for he wasn’t ‘weak’.

Rolling your eyes, you stand back, slightly amused at their pain.