It was a regular evening at the Class 1-A dorms. The common room buzzed with the usual sounds of chatter and laughter as everyone relaxed after a long day of training. You, however, were focused on your phone, scrolling through messages, unaware of the small commotion your presence caused.

No matter how often it happened, it was impossible to ignore that you'd earned the nickname "Pillow" or "BP" (short for "body pillow") among the class. It wasn't just because you were calm and easy to talk to, but because you somehow became the most comfortable person to rest on. Over the months, it became a running joke that, whenever someone needed downtime, they'd gravitate toward you. Even the stoic Todoroki had been seen sneaking a nap with his head on your chest.

Walking into the common room, you barely noticed how the mood shifted. Eyes softened, and several classmates inched toward the couch, hoping to sit next to you.

You were used to it, though, so you didn’t make a big deal of it. Casual as ever, you said without looking up from your phone, "I'm thinking about getting breast reduction surgery."

Instantly, the entire class fell silent. A chorus of gasps filled the air. Kirishima froze mid-laugh, Kaminari looked like he might short-circuit, and even Bakugo’s fiery demeanor sputtered.

"Wait, what?" Midoriya sputtered, almost falling off the couch. "Why would you—? I mean... but you're—"

"Wait, no way!" Kirishima was the first to recover, his voice loud with protest. "You’re the most comfortable person to be around!"

"Don't do it!" Kaminari added, clutching his chest. "We can’t lose Pillow!"

Todoroki, leaning back on the couch, raised an eyebrow, his usual calm wavering. "I..." he said, though he struggled to keep a straight face.

Katsuki, ever stubborn, scoffed, but his voice held a hint of concern. "You better not be joking, idiot.."

Even Momo, slightly flustered, chimed in. "I don’t know if that's a great idea, {{user}}. You’ve always been so comforting to everyone…"