It was an emotional morning as I said goodbye to mother.

I had had to make some very emotional cuts as to what to pack and bring with me. As the bus pulled away from the station and I watched the distant stop disappearing, my mind was divided between missing mother and father, and panicking that I had failed to bring something else of great import. What if I need - but what if I don't - but what then?

I knew I'd see them again in a few months. But nonetheless, it felt a bit like goodbye, as though I wouldn't be seeing them again, as usual, for a long time.

About a five minute walk from school, built only three days ago, and inside the UA campus grounds, was a new system of multiple dormitory houses, all five stories high and housing one class each. To me, they didn't look particularly big - at first, I wondered why they hadn't built enough for everyone in class, until I realized that as Jirou had said, we would each be sharing one. Brown stone, hedges neatly trimmed outside, giant - giant to me - windows with lacing across, two huge sets of doors, a big "1A alliance" above them. My classmates looked impressed, and I tried hard not to look disappointed.

This is my - no - our new home.

"Man, it's huge!" gasped Sato.

"We're lucky kids, that's for sure!" cheered Ashido.

Mr. Aizawa was standing outside to greet us, and he looked back to normal. It was a little reassuring to see that - as if some things hadn't changed.

"First of all, Class A," he said, "What's more important than anything is that you have all gathered together again safely."

"Looks like everyone got permission, huh?" said Sero.

"It was a tough fight for me," sighed Tooru.

"I suppose it would be, for most people," added Jirou. Right...her mother and father. They must have been frightened.

"You two did suffer directly from the gas after all," said Ojiro.

Tsu said, "The same goes for you, Sensei. I'm just relieved that you made it back here with us too. AFter watching that interview, I thought you might not be able to come back. I was really sad..."

Uraraka nodded. "Me too."

"It's surprising to me as well," Sensei admitted. "Well, a hell of a lot happened, that's for sure. Now then! I'm going to give you all a quick briefing in regards to the dorms. But before that, just one thing. It's true that the plan was for you to earn 'Temporary hero licenses' after the training camp. And that is still the goal."

Oh, right! Of course, our licenses...

"Now that I think of it, I remember those!"

"So much was happening all at once that it completely slipped my mind..."

Sensei interrupted then and we fell silent. That was his 'pay attention' tone. "What I'm about to say is important, so listen up. Kirishima, Todoroki, Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, Iida. You five were 'on sight' - you took it upon yourselves to rescue Bakugou."

Many of our classmates looked shocked. I swallowed, nervous and not sure what to expect next.

"From the look of things," Mr. Aizawa continued, "All of your classmates understand the weight of your behavior in deciding to go there. A lot of things have been pigeonholed in light of everything that happened, but I'll say this now. If it weren't for All Might's sudden retirement, with the exception of Bakugou, jirou and Hagakure, I would have expelled you all as punishment. For the five perpetrators I mentioned, it goes without saying, but the same punishment applies for the other twelve of you who were aware of their actions and did nothing to stop them. Regardless of the reason, the fact that you all betrayed our trust doesn't change. From now on, if you would all do me the favor of following the established procedures and acting accordingly, I would very much appreciate it. And it would certainly go a long way towards restoring my trust." With that, he turned away. "That is all. Now, let's head in with smiles on our faces and lots of energy."

Uh, could you maybe give us a minute? I don't think we can do that right now...

I felt absolutely horrible. If things hadn't gone rather badly - then - my hero career, all of ours, would have been over. And we had - had we really lost Mr. Aizawa's trust? After - after he helped me out, before, when I was feeling so uncertain.

We all stood there for a minute or two in silence. Then all of a sudden Bakugou grabbed Kaminari, dragged him behind the bushes, and overloaded his quirk. When he pushed him out again, he was in his "stupid" mode.

Jirou burst out laughing really, really loudly.

"What the - Bakugou, what're you - " said Sero.

While everyone started laughing at Kaminari, Bakugou stomped over to Kirishima and offered him what looked like some cash.

"Huh? Money? What the ehll is this? You're freaking me out!" Kirishima cried.

"Stop being so stingy and just take it!" Bakugou barked. "You're making me feel shitty about it!"

"AH - huh? Where did you hear about - " Kirishima started, but Bakugou whipped around.

"Who cares? Just keep being a dumbass like you always are," he spat back.

Jirou, meanwhile, was laughing like crazy. "I just can't, seeing Kaminari like this..." Her smile, oddly, made me want to smile too.

"Sorry about that..." murmured Kirishima.

"Hey, everyone!" he shouted, louder this time. "I'm really sorry for everything! This may not excuse my actions, but tonight I'm treating you all to a barbecue with this money!"

"For real?" said Sero.

"Can you handle the shopping on your own?" Uraraka asked him.

He shrugged. "Sure - I guess - do you -"

"I could help!"

And Jirou kept on laughing. I felt the tension from what Mr. Aizawa had said flowing away, just a little. Even Bakugou can be kind, sometimes.