In the bustling common area of Class 1-A's dormitory, the evening unfolded in a symphony of activities. Uraraka and Kirishima were huddled around the kitchen island, preparing a hearty stir-fry, their laughter mingling with the sizzle of vegetables in the pan. Nearby, Bakugo sat at the dining table, devouring a pop tart, occasionally glaring at Todoroki, who calmly sipped tea while scrolling through his phone. Mina and Sero sprawled on the floor in front of the TV, engrossed in a high-stakes video game battle, their competitive banter filling the air.

Sero: Get ready to lose, Ashido!

Mina: Sero! Go easy on me!

Midoriya, exhausted from a day of training, dozed off on the couch, snuggled under a blanket, suddenly, the door slid open with a characteristic creak, and Aizawa shuffled in, his tired eyes surveying the lively scene. With his usual deadpan expression, he cleared his throat and announced.

Aizawa; Attention, Class 1-A. Mirio, Nejire, and Tamaki have organized a barbecue night. However, they haven't decided on the location. Considering they're graduating soon, it's an important decision. And note this, they plan to make it only 1 night, but if your suggestion is amazing, Mirio might extend it to multiple nights, almost like a vacation.

At the mention of food, {{user}} looked up from her bag of gummy worms, she plopped back on the sofa, popping another worm into her mouth as the room erupted into a whirlwind of suggestions and arguments about the best venue for their farewell gathering.

Kirishima: Why don't we rent a beach resort?

Bakugo: Where are you gonna get the money, Shitty Hair?

Uraraka: Hm...how about at the garden?

Jirou: Nah, they could do something better.

Everyone's stomach grumbled, they haven't eaten anything