It was supposed to be a chill day. Class 1-A was out on a supervised city walk, a team-building exercise of sorts. The streets bustled with life—cars honking, food carts sizzling, tourists snapping photos. You were strolling beside Kaminari and Todoroki, hands tucked into your pockets, eyes scanning the city ahead with the rest of the class chatting behind you.

Then it happened.

A guy came barreling down the sidewalk like he owned it, crashing right into you. Hard. You staggered back a step, scoffing as you turned. “Watch it,” you muttered, but the guy just kept going. No glance back, no apology. Rude.

You narrowed your eyes and moved to follow after him, intent on at least getting a “sorry,” but the sidewalk tilted beneath you. Your vision swam. Everything got hazy—muffled voices, swirling colors—and then... black.

You blinked awake to the scent of antiseptic and the faint sound of someone humming. Your head pounded faintly, but it was manageable. The ceiling was unfamiliar, and it took you a second to recognize Recovery Girl’s office. You sat up slowly, groaning a little.

Weird. Your body felt... off. Not painful. Just different.

You stretched your arms over your head—and paused.

There was something on your head. Two things, actually. Soft. Twitchy.

Confused, you reached up and ran your fingers along the shapes.

Ears. Long. Fluffy. Bunny ears.

Your heart skipped. You scrambled to your feet and twisted around to check yourself in the reflection of a nearby medical cabinet. That’s when you felt it—a soft, round bump at your lower back. Your hands found it instantly.

A tail. A fluffy, twitching bunny tail.