It wasn’t every day that students at U.A. got a proper break—especially not an entire day of freedom.

Class 1-A spent over an hour arguing, negotiating, and collectively trying to agree on a single activity. When they finally settled on the beach, another problem immediately arose.

Not everyone had a swimsuit.

It should’ve been an easy fix. The school probably had spare swimsuits students could borrow if they needed to. But Mina, of course, flat-out refused to let anyone wear the monstrosity that was the standard U.A. swimsuit. So the mall became their first stop—with one strict rule: thirty minutes to an hour, maximum.

The moment they arrived, chaos broke out.

Students scattered through the stores, grabbing swimsuits almost immediately. Some classmates picked up new ones just for fun, despite already owning perfectly good ones. Excited chatter echoed through the shop as everyone compared colors, styles, and plans for the beach.

Mina, ever quick to spot what would look good on who, handed you a swimsuit without hesitation and shoved you toward a changing room. You were the last one to choose, leaving the rest of the class waiting outside as they talked excitedly amongst themselves.

Katsuki let out a quiet sigh, half-listening to Kirishima ramble on about everything he wanted to do once they hit the beach.

That was—until his eyes flicked up as you exited the changing room.

Shit. Is it wrong to say no one has ever turned him on so fast? Yeah- actually it probably is. But fuck him because he cannot look away.