"Alright, so this is what we've figured out so far."
Hagakure drummed her fingers against the table. Ojiro nervously flipped through the pages of his UA journal, folding the pages at random increments. Sato was busy decorating a cake, and Aoyama scribbled on index cards.
"October 3rd at 7:00; Midoriya slips while showering, and was confirmed by me. Counter: either convince him to go to sleep early or wait outside his stall," Oijiro flipped the page to another bookmark, "October 7th at 9:00; Midoriya overexerts himself during training against Ectoplasm, goes to Recovery Girl, and dies from over usage of his quirk. He dies twice by this method. This was confirmed by Sato. Counter: Have him rest instead of going to Recovery Girl, or pull him out of training early. Is this information accurate so far?"
Three nods answered him.
"October 12th at around 12:00; Aoyama and Hagakure sneak out with Midoriya to train and was ambushed, and was confirmed by both parties. Counter: don't sneak out."
At this, Aoyama and Hagakure drew their lips in a tight line. Waves of disappointment and anger coursed through both of them.
"Also, Hagakure recently found out that everything you write on your UA journal remains the same during every Reset, so that's why I started writing all of our notes in mine."
"Yeah, I started writing my diary entries on my UA journal. I have everything dated up to the last October 12th," Hagakure took hers out from her backpack, "There's not much, but this is proof that we'll at least have our work with us if we do get into another reset."
Everyone gave a small smile of relief.
"Wait. I just realized something."-Sato stopped piping and some of the icing dropped onto the counter-"I've experienced six Resets total, and there are four deaths confirmed. This means that there's two more, and there's the possibility of more deaths before I started the Resets."
"Can we just ignore that there are more deaths?" Aoyama said, "It seems like the other people have been doing a good job at preventing the Resets-"
Black clouded their vision.
Knocking woke Aoyama up.
"Allez-vous en!" He groaned.
The knocking grew even more fervent and he pushed himself off his bed. His alarm hadn't even gone off yet, and the sun hadn't risen from the horizons! Cursing in French, he opened the door to reveal Hagakure's floating pajamas.
"Ah, madame-"
"Did you look at the date yet."
Her voice was like ice.
"I-Is there something wrong?"
A phone was thrust into his hands. He blinked his bleary blue eyes and dropped the phone like it was hot. They both watched it clatter onto the floor, and none of them made a move to pick it up.
"S-September 31st?" Aoyama swallowed back his scream, "How? It was October 2nd yesterday."
'04:55 September 31st' mockingly glowed from his feet.
"It seems like the other people have been doing a good job at preventing the Resets," Hagakure mocked, "If they did, then how can you explain that it's September 31st?"
"W-We should go find the others."
Still clad in his silk pajamas, the duo set off to wake Ojiro.
"That's weird though, shouldn't the person be an expert at preventing yesterday though? This doesn't make any sense," Hagakure sighed.
Aoyama knocked on the door. Seconds later, it revealed a yawning blond. He gave them a small smile.
"Why are you guys up in the middle of the night?" Oijro asked, "Weren't we just-"
Oijro's eyes snapped open in realization. They had been just writing in the UA journals and discussing the Resets. It was like seconds later he woke up in his own bed.
"A-Another Reset?" Oijro asked.
They grimly nodded.
"B-But it's only October 2nd..."
"Let's go find Sato."
Sato groaned when he opened the door. It wasn't like he didn't appreciate his friends dropping by once in a while, but knocking at the door at 5AM was not a good idea. Hell, the sun hadn't even risen yet.
"Do you guys need anything?"
From the floating clothes, he could tell it was one of his classmates named Tooru Hagakure. Strange. He didn't talk much to girls... And she was in her pajamas, standing right in front of his room! He grunted in embarrassment when his face heated up.
And Aoyama? The sparkling french boy was standing in front of his room, also clad in his silk pajamas. Sato raised an eyebrow in surprise, he and Aoyama weren't that close.
He didn't expect Oijro to be part of that group, but they were friends after all. Maybe he brought Tooru and Aoyama because they needed help?
"Look."
To his surprise, they thrusted a phone to his face.
"What exactly am I supposed to be looking at?" Sato asked awkwardly.
"The date."
September 31st.
Maybe in another timeline, Rikido Sato would have reeled back in horror.
"September 31st? What's so special?" Sato asked, "Oh no! Did I forget someone's birthday? Wait, that's not possible... Only Momo's birthday is during September! Do you guys want carrot cake?"
They stared at him with confused looks.
"If you guys don't need anything, I'll be going back to sleep now..."
He was answered with blank looks. Honestly, it was starting to scare him.
"Alright, well-"
"W-We'll take some carrot cake if you don't mind," Aoyama managed to cough out.
"Is Sato being serious?"
The trio stared at the carrot cake in front of them. Even Ojiro didn't have an appetite to stomach the delicious looking treat in front them. All three of them had their nerves running in overdrive, and a frown etched on their faces.
"What if we give him the notebook? Maybe he just has memory loss in the mornings."
"I work out with Sato in the mornings when I'm not training my tail," Oijro shook his head, "Sato memorizes every single set perfectly. There's no way he has memory loss."
"He was so confused when we were there, it was like he didn't recognize Aoyama and me!" Hagakure said.
"Maybe Resets make you lose some of your memory?" Aoyama asked.
"Makes sense..."
"Wait what if yesterday happened because the person forgot?"
"I don't think anyone could forget someone's death..."
The three of them fell into a silence again.
"What if you forget after a certain number of resets?" Hagakure suddenly burst out, "That would explain why yesterday's happened, or why Sato was so confused!"
"How many resets did Sato go through?"
"Seven total now," Oijro answered as he furiously flipped through his notebook.
"So what's so special about seven..." Aoyama looked at his hands, "How does seven connect to Izuku Midoriya?"