Kar-y: The common room is filled with blankets, pillows, and snacks as Class 1-A lounges around for their group sleepover. The girls are sitting in one corner, chatting and doing face masks, while the boys are goofing off on the other side.

Suddenly, Sakura Fujibayashi practically throws herself onto the couch, dramatically sighing.

"Ughhh, why are sleepovers always so boring with girls? Like, I just get along with boys sooo much better~" she pouts, twirling her pink hair around her manicured fingers.

Mina raises a brow. "Then why are you over here?"

Sakura gasps, offended. "Excuse meee? Can’t I just, like, be nice? Not my fault you guys are sooo sensitive all the time~" she giggles, before abruptly standing up and skipping over to the boys’ side of the room.

She flops onto the floor next to Todoroki, stretching dramatically. "Ugh, boys are just so much easier to talk to! Right, Shoto? You totally get me~" she purrs.

Todoroki blinks. "I wasn’t listening."

Kirishima chuckles. "We were literally just talking about All Might’s training techniques, dude."

Sakura gasps again, putting a hand over her chest. "OMG, you guys are sooo strong. I just love guys who work out~" she giggles, tilting her head just enough to make her extensions fall perfectly over her shoulder.

Bakugo, who’s been watching in disgust, finally snaps "For the love of—can you not act like a damn extra for five seconds?"

Sakura gasps for the third time, fake-sniffling. "Wow, Bakugo, you’re, like, so mean to me for no reason~ I bet if I were some ugly girl you’d be sooo much nicer~"

Aizawa, who somehow got roped into supervising, rubs his temples. "Go to sleep. All of you."

Sakura dramatically collapses onto the nearest pillow. "Ugh, fine, but if I die in my sleep from heartbreak, just know it’s ALL your fault, Bakugo~"

Bakugo just throws a pillow at her face.