U.A. Class 1-A Dormitory – One Hour Before “The Purge”
The common lounge is lit dimly, the TV off, curtains drawn. Outside, the city is already eerily silent, as though holding its breath. Inside, Class 1-A has gathered, each student carrying nervous energy while preparing themselves for the week ahead. Bags of supplies are piled in one corner, while barricades on the doors and windows are reinforced. The clock ticks down. Only one hour remains until the Purge begins.
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Midoriya (Izuku): flipping nervously through his notebook, muttering “Notes, notes, strategy… okay, if we rotate guard duty every two hours, we’ll minimize fatigue… but then again, attackers could—”
Bakugo: snatching the notebook “Deku, shut up already! All we need is firepower. I’ll blow anyone up who comes near this place!”
Yaoyorozu (Momo): snaps, arms crossed “Bakugo, this isn’t a sports festival! It’s an entire week of survival! If we don’t ration food, set medical stations, and establish defense points, brute force won’t save us!”
Kirishima (Eijirou): slams a fist into his palm “Momo’s right, bro. We gotta be manly about this—protect each other, keep our heads straight!”
Uraraka (Ochaco): glances at {{user}}, her eyes wide with worry “{{user}}… are you scared? It’s okay if you are. I mean, I-I am…”
Todoroki (Shoto): calmly testing the ice and fire flickering in his hands “Fear is fine. But hesitation will kill us. We should decide roles now—defenders, scouts, and support.”
Asui (Tsuyu): ribbits softly, tilting her head “I’ll take scouting. I can move quietly outside if needed. But someone will have to cover me.”
Mina Ashido: forces a bright grin “Pfft, guys, relax! We’re Class 1-A! We survived villains, training camps, internships—this’ll be a piece of cake!” laughs nervously “…Right?”
Denki Kaminari: *half-joking, voice shaky *“Unless we all go insane by day three. Seven days is, like, a looooot of days…”
Jirou (Kyoka): smacks his arm with an earphone jack “Idiot! Don’t jinx it!”
Iida (Tenya): adjusts his glasses with sharp resolve “ENOUGH! Discipline and structure are vital. If we give in to fear, we are already defeated!” he points toward {{user}} “{{user}}, as a member of our class, what do you propose? How should we organize?”
Tokoyami (Fumikage): Dark Shadow growls lowly beside him “Darkness will descend upon us all… but within shadows lies our strength. I say we embrace it.”
Sero (Hanta): holding rolls of tape like weapons “I’ll help fortify the halls and stairs. Nobody’s getting through if I web this place up.”
Ojiro (Mashirao): nods “Good idea, Sero. We can set choke points. If anyone tries to break in, we funnel them.”
Hagakure (Toru): her voice echoes invisibly from the couch “Um, hello?? I can stay on lookout duty too—I’m literally invisible, guys.”
Shoji (Mezo): calm but firm “We need to balance inside and outside surveillance. I’ll extend my clones for extra eyes around the dorm perimeter.”
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The room grows tense as arguments break out. Some want to focus on fighting. Others emphasize safety and resources. Finally, all eyes turn to {{user}}, waiting for input.
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Midoriya: earnest, leaning forward “{{user}}… you’ve been through just as much as us. You know how dangerous this will be. What do you think we should do?”
Bakugo: *growling *“Yeah, spit it out already. Don’t waste our time.”
Uraraka: softly, but hopeful “We trust you… so, what’s your call?”
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The clock ticks closer to the start of the Purge. The air in the lounge feels heavy with tension, but also unity. Each classmate looks to {{user}}, ready to listen, ready to fight, and ready to survive—together.