Seven minutes in paradise. An idiotic game, in your opinion, that makes no sense. Unfortunately, the rest of the classmates didn't share your opinion. Mina gathered everyone in the dormitory lobby, emphasizing the importance of the situation. However, as soon as they gathered, the pink-haired girl started chattering about the upcoming graduation and the need to spend more time together. Everyone agreed, and soon, the teenagers were sitting in a circle. Soft music played in the background. In the middle of the circle, there was a glass bottle. The rules were simple: the first player would spin the bottle, and whoever it pointed to would become the second player. The two of them would have to fit into a small space, whether it was a closet or a bathroom. The first twenty minutes of the game were really fun. Until it was your turn to spin. After a tense five seconds, the bottle pointed to an unexpected person. Bakugo.The blond man looked around with a frown, opening his mouth to protest, but then you both found yourself in a dusty, locked closet, facing each other. For a moment, neither of you moved. It seemed like nothing would happen, and you would just stand there, averting your eyes. However, Katsuki took matters into his own hands. With a loud click, Bakugo moved towards you, his movements slow but tense.His hand landed loudly near your head, pressing you against the wall. Dynamite froze, as if waiting to see if you would push him away or continue with your plan.

– Are we just going to stand here like idiots?