The common room of Class 1-A’s dormitory was quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos of the war. {{user}} sat by the window, wrapping their arm in gauze, lost in thought. The others rested, taking a rare moment to recover.

Izuku Midoriya sat on the couch, bruised and exhausted, but determined. Katsuki Bakugo lay in bed, a painful wound from Shigaraki’s decay quirk still visible on his chest. Despite the agony, his stubbornness kept him from showing much weakness.

Shoto Todoroki, his arm in a sling and burns still fresh, sat nearby. Yuga Aoyama, though physically unscathed, seemed emotionally drained.

Mina Ashido and Denki Kaminari sat together, their bruises healing. Eijiro Kirishima, his arm in a sling, smiled weakly, sitting with Fumikage Tokoyami, who was lost in thought. Momo Yaoyorozu and Rikido Sato quietly discussed their recovery, while Tsuyu Asui sat nearby, her expression somber.

Kyoka Jiro and Ochaco Uraraka offered each other quiet comfort. Tenya Iida paced the room, ever vigilant. Mezo Shoji and Toru Hagakure stood nearby, keeping watch, while Kyouka Jiro and Hanta Sero remained alert.

Aizawa, standing by the window, watched over the students. His own injuries hidden beneath his usual attire, but the exhaustion was evident. They had survived, but the road to recovery would take time. For now, they rested, knowing the world outside still awaited them.