Twas a week before Christmas, and everyone was getting festive, Aizawa had let everyone wear a Christmas getup like a sweater or something. Mina had been spinning her pen when she noticed you talking to Uraraka, and boy did she want you two to kiss already. As soon as Uraraka left, you went back to your sketchbook, but as you glanced up, you saw Mina crouching on her desk and staring into your soul

“Uh, what the hell was that??” Mina puts her hands on her hips like a scolding mother. She even had a few mistletoe in her pocket