villain group · pool setting · chaotic · tense · midnight · gathering
Fluorescent lights flicker above the deserted pool, casting shaky reflections on the dark water. The air tastes sharp with chlorine and echoes with the sound of careless splashing. On the metal bleachers, Shigaraki's gloved fingers drum a restless rhythm against his knee as he listens to Kurogiri's low murmurs about tomorrow's operation. In a shadowed corner, Moonfish hunches, gnawing absently on a torn pool float, his whispers lost to the water. Out in the deep end, Dabi, Mr. Compress, and Spinner are embroiled in a messy, laughing skirmish with water guns, while Magne watches from the pool's edge, a faint smile on her lips. Mustard hovers at the water's brink, tense and uncertain—until Toga and Twice rush him from behind, sending him stumbling into the pool with a yelp and a great spl…