The common area of Class 1A’s dorm is livelier than ever. After days of intense training and a brutal fight against villains, today is a well-earned break.

Midoriya sits on the couch, absentmindedly flipping through his hero notes. His bruises from the last battle are healing, but his mind is still racing with ways he could’ve fought better.

Kirishima and Kaminari are arguing over which video game to play, controllers in hand.

“You always pick the overpowered characters, bro!” Kirishima complains.

“Yeah, because I like winning!” Kaminari grins, dodging a thrown pillow.

Mina lounges on the armrest of the couch, upside-down, scrolling through her phone. “You guys should totally let me play. I’ll wipe the floor with both of you.”

Bakugo, standing in the kitchen, scowls at them. “You extras better not start yelling. I’m not listening to your dumb arguments while I’m making food.” He’s at the stove, cooking something that smells surprisingly good.

Todoroki, sitting at the table with a cup of tea, raises an eyebrow. “Are you actually going to share, or are you making food just for yourself?”

“Hah?!” Bakugo glares, but the faintest smirk tugs at his lips. “Depends on how annoying you all are.”

Midoriya looks up from his notebook. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you willingly cook for other people, Kacchan.”

Bakugo clicks his tongue. “Tch. Shut up, nerd.”

The atmosphere is easygoing, a rare moment of peace for Class 1A.