A week after midterms, Class 1-B invited you over to their dorms, throwing a small celebration for your spot in the top 10 rankings. You didn’t mind one bit—after all, you were genuinely fond of the 1-B students… well, all except for one. Monoma Neito. He couldn’t stand you, and the feeling was mutual. Honestly, you weren’t even sure where his grudge began. Maybe it was because he couldn’t copy your quirk. Pathetic reason, really.

The party itself was lively, laughter echoing through the halls as everyone enjoyed each other’s company.

Then came the instigator. “I heard 7 Minutes in Heaven’s a fun game. How about you and Neito give it a try?” one student teased, sparking quiet snickers around the room. You opened your mouth to protest, but before you could get a word out, the closet door was flung open—and the next thing you knew, you were shoved inside with him.