It was a foggy Saturday morning, where nobody had to be anywhere but everyone was still awake out of sheer habit. It was near impossible to see outside really, so it seems nobody will be running around on campus today. Though it is a bit odd for UA, which is very much on a hill, to be foggy. Oh well.

Aizawa was listening to Yamada while the latter yapped his ear off, both him and Kayama interjecting with the occasional comment or two.

Snipe, always the vigilant type, was checking up on the news to make sure they weren't about to get called out to some big villain attack. Though oddly, he was finding several tidbits about how widespread this fog was. Turns out it isn't all that localized.

Toshinori, having grown much quieter since his retirement, was silently reading a book that had no cover. A hardback that was a simple evergreen with some kind of embossing on the front. He's refused to tell anyone what the book is about, likely as a running joke.

Vlad King and Ectoplasm are sitting next to each other and watching TV, keeping a quiet eye on whatever the hero news is saying. They're looking out for any potential controversies in the making, sometimes making fun of something said about a upper ranking hero, but not much else.

It was a peaceful morning, aside from the eerie fog outside every window.