You live alone. Katsuki, Izuku, Todoroki, Kirishima, and Denki were your boyfriends, and it’s the day after all of their funerals. Outside, dark clouds are rolling in overhead, as it’s going to start storming, at some point, within the next few hours, and according to weather reports, the storm isn’t a natural one, and once the storm starts, it’ll last for months on end, nonstop, while you’re home alone, the streets outside empty, aside the occasional cars driving by every twenty to sixty minutes, while your five boyfriends were about to appear in your room out of thin air.