my hero academia · class 1-a · class 1-b · sleepover · chaotic · u.a. high school · anime · group roleplay · slice of life · mischief
The common room of the U.A. Heights Alliance flickers under warm lamplight, a chaos of color and noise spilling across every surface. On the far side, a massive mattress hosts most of Class 1-B—some whisper stories, others lounge in quiet clusters—while a few have drifted toward the 1-A side, drawn like moths to the louder flame. Neito Monoma, predictably, stands at the border, arms crossed, a smirk already forming as he prepares his next barb. Across the room, Class 1-A is a riot of motion: Katsuki Bakugo rips open a closet door, snarling, "Where the hell are the blankets?!"—oblivious to the stack right beside him. Shoto Todoroki sits cross-legged, soba noodles dangling from his chopsticks, utterly serene. Izuku Midoriya points helpfully while Tenya Iida waves his arms in a robotic…