A/N: i really do hate making these notes but i just wanted to apologize for the late upload. It's summer break for me and towards the end of the school year i got really busy and kinda forgot about other things haha. But, i'm gonna try making more frequent uploads if i can. I hope you guys don't mind these!

We met up again with Todoroki and Yaoyorozu, and I glanced behind me as Bakugo and I were escorted into a police station. He didn't speak a word as we made our way there. Now that the incident was over, part of me felt that the aftermath would be so much worse. Whether it was the immense guilt I felt, or the suspicion that was looming over me ever since All for One mentioned me at all. Being questioned about the League was a total nightmare. It took everything in me to not reveal anything that wasn't revealed to Bakugo. At this point, I still can't even tell which side I'm standing by and protecting and which side I'm trying to expose. Who the hell even knows at this point... But what struck me hardest overall, was seeing my Aunt Usama's exhausted and far more than worried face as she exited her car in front of the police station. I couldn't bear to look in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around me, crying and sobbing her worries out into my ear as I hugged back, almost choking the little air in my lungs out as I tried keeping myself composed. Burying my face in her neck, I managed a small whisper. Anything else and the thick dam in my throat would burst.

"I-I'm so sorry… Please Auntie... D-Don't cry…"

She took a deep breath, her hand moving behind my head and stroking my hair.

"After hearing about the incident from a coworker of mine on my way home, I thought I'd be more angry… But I know you're so much more than this, and I'm sure you understand that. Don't be afraid to take a few steps backwards for a little bit. It'll hurt more to get back up, but it'll be okay... I'm only happy that you're safe. Just please… Don't try to worry me like that anymore... I can only take so much you know."

I swallow hard, and grip tighter around her.

"I-I know… Thank you… I'll give it my all, I promise…"

"I get it. It's hard to get better and break bad habits. But it's never supposed to be easy now is it?"

She chuckles a bit and I grin a little, her hand still stroking my hair.

"If it was easy then everyone would be doing it. But what makes it so satisfying is that you can look back and say 'Guess what happened? Things got better! I'm glad I made it this far.' And you can be so, so proud of yourself when you reach that point. It may not happen overnight, but it'll happen. Just keep going, and you'll make it. Even if your progress is small, all progress is progress, and should be celebrated."

She shifts my bangs to the side, and plants a kiss on my forehead. I sniffle, and look up at her with a smile.

"That was really poetic wasn't it?"

She smiles back, moving her hands to my shoulders.

"I guess so. Now, let's head back home. We should hurry back before your dad finishes all the food I left on the table."

To my surprise, I chuckle a bit, as if that was normal. I follow Aunt Usama to the car, and I think about how I laughed at that. It seems so insignificant, and I'm a bit confused by it. But I guess this is the first of many, many steps I'm going to take.

After getting the notice in the mail about moving the U.A students into dorms, I wasn't sure about what to think… Of course, Aunt Usama and my dad had different ideas.

"Dorms? That sounds fun, Tazuma! You'll grow a lot closer with all your friends! Like the Ashido girl and Todoroki kid you told me about!"

I chuckle dryly, rubbing the back of my neck as she glances at me from the notice and opened envelope in her hands.

"Yeah. Did dad tell you what he thought?"

My dad grumbles a little as he steals a bag of chips from the cabinet and sneaks his way back to the stairs.

"I think it should be up to you."

His answer admittedly surprises me a bit, but it's a rather pleasant one. I suppose I'm getting more used to him being around, but that doesn't mean I've quite forgiven him yet, even if I can tell my brain is trying to work things out peacefully in the back of my mind.

"Thanks."

Sneaking in my response as he walks up the stairs back to his room wordlessly, I think about the notice as I sit on the couch.

I really do want to spend more time with Ashido and Todoroki and the others, but after all that happened, I feel like I'd be really cruel to leave Auntie like this… Even if she's supportive of the idea, I can't help but feel like it's wrong of me to do so. If I stay at a dorm then she'll get more worried than usual and I won't be able to see her after school every day… Obviously she's really important to me and it just wouldn't feel the same… Coming home without her there...

I turn my head and watch for a moment as she watches a Tv show on her phone, waiting for some rice to cook. The usual blockage in my lungs when I try to talk about things like this slowly fades away for a minute.

"Auntie, are you sure it's alright for me to stay in a dorm at U.A? I'm not particularly against it, I just… kinda feel really guilty about it since I'd be leaving here and after all that just happened, It feels really wrong to do something like that. I don't wanna hurt your feelings more than I already have…"

She pauses, turning off her phone and making her way towards me before she tugs my shoulder into a side hug as she leans over the couch a little.

"You aren't hurting my feelings. I promise you that. And If you're afraid of making me worried, if anything I'd feel much calmer with you at school, seeing as you're pretty much surrounded by pro heroes aren't you?"

We laugh a little, and I nod.

"Yeah you're right. But, are you really sure? Really really sure?"

She smiles.

"I'm sure. And thanks for telling me."

"Thanks for listening."

She pecks my cheek before making her way back to the kitchen, unpausing her show. The ambience fades into the backrooms of my mind as I feel it drifting elsewhere.

If it really is alright, I guess it won't be so bad…

This is bad. Like REALLY fuckin bad.

I stare in disbelief as I stare at the plaque next to a door that reads "Bakugo" across from my dorm.

You've gotta be fucking kidding me.

Groaning, I kick my door open as I drop a huge box in front of me and stare at the barren room that's going to be my dorm for what seems like until I graduate. Which I already mentioned just has to be right across from Bakugo's. Mina walks past me, carrying an array of similar boxes in her arms, each one having a couple of cutesy stickers plastered on them and writing made with what looks like a red glitter pen.

"Something the matter, Ritsu? Lemme guess, It's cause your dorm is right across from Bakugo's isn't it?"

She giggles as I turn to her. Yesterday and this morning, I apologized to her both in person and over text for not listening to her, and I'm very grateful that she forgave me. I wasn't ready to lose her as a friend...

"Firstly, shut the hell up about that and secondly no not entirely."

"Psh, you don't hafta lie to me you know! It's okay to admit to feelings sometimes even though you can be as cold and mysterious as pretty boy Todoroki!"
I grumble a bit.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. And uh, my aunt left me with some leftover onigiri she made last night for me to share with everyone. Wanna have some when we're both finished setting up our rooms?"

Mina's face lights up excitedly.

"Duh! Of course I want some! I've never tried your aunt's cooking before and now I'm all excited!"

She giggles as she makes her way to her room, which on a lucky note, is to the right of mine. I sigh.

I suppose I'm both lucky and unlucky. We'll see how this whole dorm thing works out.

Wiping a bit of sweat off my forehead with my sleeve, I lean against my door frame and gaze at my finished work. It looks pretty much the same as my room-now my old room-but with a few minor tweaks here and there. My bed is shoved in a corner and still has the same dark color scheme, next to it and against the wall is my floor length mirror and a tall shelf. A random selection of books sit on a few of the shelves, and a set of drawers at the bottom. Across the room from my bed is my desk, complete with my desk chair, small lamp, and the same secret compartment. Opaque black curtains cover the glass porch door, and I sigh. However, a singular box that I must've pushed aside while moving everything else into place catches my eye.

Kneeling next to it, I open it up as a bit of dust bellows up into my face and I swat it away.

It doesn't have anything written on it, and from the dust this must've been kept in either the attack or my closet… What's in it?

After the brief attack of dust and lint, inside the box is a few assortments of things. The first few items being just random junk, but a neatly rolled object that appears to be a poster secured with a rubber band sticks out. I take it and remove the rubber band, revealing a barely-been-used poster of the Pro Hero Mirko, with her hero name written dramatically on the bottom, along with her placement as the number 5 pro hero. I'm reminded of a very long time ago when Aunt Usama asked what pro hero was my favorite. At the time I hated pro heroes but I chose Mirko because I liked watching her fight and took a bit of inspiration from her use of her quirk and applied some of it to my own. I also found her particularly attractive but that's not really important. Auntie bought me the poster and I used it for a short amount of time, but I soon took it down for my own reasons. I hate admitting that one of the reasons is because it felt weird having a pair of eyes watching me all the time, but I've gotten over that silly fear. Mostly.

Well, why not put her up on my wall again? For old times sake. Auntie also bought it for me and It's about time I use it again.

Grabbing a few convenient tacks left in the box, I stand on my desk chair and tack the poster to the wall, not directly above my desk, but more to the left. Getting off the chair, I stare at the poster for a minute and feel a sense of normalcy briefly tickle my brain. This is what most people my age do, and it feels nice to do something that most everyone has done. I thought I was finished with this last box and got ready to close it so I could get rid of it, but a simple gold painted edge peeks out from under a mess of crinkled brown paper, the paper probably being wrapping paper meant to protect it. More dust falls off the paper as I take it off, and I thank myself for having a strong grip because if I didn't, I would've dropped it after seeing what it was. It's a framed picture, and the people in it are a two year old me, and my mom. She holds me with one arm and tucks me closely to her chest, balancing me on her hip. Her brown hair is let down and parted in the middle, her big smile and brown eyes stare gently at the younger me in her arms as I clutch the collar of her shirt. I look so... innocent as I stare with gold colored curious eyes at the camera, my greyish blue hair a mess even in two pigtails. The simple short sleeved green dress and blue jeans I'm wearing stand out against my mom's plain white shirt, and a dark front door behind us. I assume this was taken when we first moved to that house in the country, away from everyone. Although, I guess not everyone... I realize how tight I'm holding onto the frame, and I loosen my grip as my eyes trace the details of the photograph.

It hurts to look at... But I don't hate looking at it…

Unsure of where to put it, or what to do with it, I decide to for now put it on the top of my shelf. I don't bother to put the kickstand up, and just leave it facing the ceiling. I hear footsteps and I turn to face the noise, as Mina shuffles her way to my door, clearly tired.

"You're done already?! That was fast! I still have a bunch to unpack..."

"I'll help you unpack later. After we finish the onigiri my aunt made."

She brightens up.

"Oh right! C'mon, let's go share it with Yao-Momo and the other girls!"

I nod, grabbing a tupperware container I left on my desk. My eyes linger on my desk, specifically the fact that the secret compartment underneath is empty, void of the black notebook I used to keep tucked away. I left the notebook sealed in a shoebox tucked deep in the attic of my aunt's house. I felt that… keeping it wouldn't do me any good. And the feeling of walking into the U.A gates without bringing it with me and knowing I had at the very least temporarily gotten ride of it felt partially liberating.

"Riiitsuuu! You still in there?"

I nod, turning to her.

"Yeah, sorry I zoned out for a sec."

"No problem! So what kind of onigiri did your aunt make?"

We talk and walk for a bit, reuniting with Ochaco, Yaoyorozu, Hagakure, and Jiro, then splitting the leftovers. Even though the notebook was a small set of strings in the whole web of mistakes I'm tied up in, a little progress goes a long way in the end.

"Hey boys~! All done with your rooms?"

Mina says as she and the rest of the girls walk into the common room, an idea ready to be shared. Kaminari waves and smiles.

"Yep! We're just unwinding now!"

"Well, the girls and I have been talking and,"

Hagakure bounces with excitement.

"-We have a great idea!"

"Let's go around and see who has the coolest room!"

Mina finishes the sentence as Mineta, Tokoyami, and Midoriya's faces go pale.

"Just to clarify I had no part in this."

I say just barely above a whisper. My room is boring and I didn't feel entirely on board with the idea, but I admit I'm curious on what everyone else's rooms look like. Especially Bakugo.

I bet his room is decorated head to toe in fire decals and medals. It certainly fits that idiot well.

Holding back a laugh, we start the room tours with Midoriya's, as he shouts in protest.

"AHHH, No wait you can't go in there please It's not been-!"
He manages to blurt out before his door is swung wide open, revealing the sheer abundance of All Might figurines, posters, and assorted merchandise.

"It's All Might everywhere!"

Mina and the other girls squeal at the sight, and I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach.

"Holy shit, Midoriya-!"

I roar with laughter as I feel a bit guilty and try to calm myself down as Ochaco clasps her hands together.

"You're such a fanboy!"

Midoriya balances himself on his desk, muttering.

"Well I admire him…"

His face flushes a bright pink as I pat his shoulder.

"Hey, we all admire someone. Sorry for laughing."

I say while trying to stifle a smile, left over from the hilarity of Midoriya's room. He sighs.

"Yeah, It's okay."

"Does this mean they're judging our rooms too?"

Kaminari says worriedly as Sero nervously piles on.

"Probably. It could end up alright."

Next is Tokoyami. He leans against his door, his arms crossed.

"No way."

Mina and Hagakure instantly get to pushing him away from his door, and soon enough he lays on the ground as they fling open his door. It's all dark and edgy, with dim light emitting from several death-themed objects.

Hm… I like it.

Mina whimpers.

"So dark and scary!"
I put my hand to my chin and examine the decorations.

"To be honest, it's not half bad. I kinda like the aesthetic."

Tokoyami slowly turns his head to me, seemingly in surprise.

"What?"

"Yeah. I like the cow skull with glowing eyes you've got on your wall."

A faint pink coloring appears on his beak and dark cheeks as he turns his head back around. He mutters under his breath at everyone else's reactions.

"You fiends…"

Kirishima picks up a cool looking keychain shaped like a sword with snakes and a skull on it.

"Hey I had a keychain like this in middle school!"

"So this is how boys like to decorate…"

"Please leave…"

Midoriya gasps as he approaches a literal sword.

"A sword?! So cool…!"

"Get out!"

Aoyama is the next victim. As soon as he opens his door with a dramatic flourish, I'm blinded by the sheer amount of light and mirrors.

"What the fu-"

"Aren't you dazzled~?"

Aoyama cuts me off as he waves a finger.

"It's not shiny, it's-"

He pauses dramatically.

"Mag. Ni. Fique!"

Kaminari, Mina, Momo, and I are the first ones to leave Aoyama's disco ball of a room, and onto the next one.

"Honestly, I expected more."

Mina comments as I laugh.

"I'd say it's one hell of a fire hazard if he even dares to open those damn curtains."

Kaminari chuckles as Ochaco beams.

"This is turning out to be really fun! The last person on this floor is…"

She trails off as MIneta peers his head through his bedroom door, his finger becoming us to enter.

"Come on in… I've got so much to show you…!"

"Soo, the third floor?"

We all leave instantly. Ojiro's room is next.

He seems like a minimalist to be honest. I don't expect much.

"It's so barren!"

"There isn't anything in here at all!"

"Please tell me you just haven't unpacked yet…"

The girls comment as I notice Ojiro's tail lowering with each one.

"Calm down, it's not a big deal. He can do what he wants; No need to pester him about it. Sometimes fewer things are better. My room is pretty similar. Too much stuff is just a nuisance."

Ojiro turns to me and awkwardly smiles.

"At least you aren't so harsh…"

Traveling to Iida's room, I'm not surprised when it turns out to completely consist of books.

"Damn Iida, why not just open a library while you're at it?"

"That's the class rep for ya!"

Iida proudly motions to the rest of his room.

"You'll find nothing odd in here!"

Ochaco spits out laughter as she spots the multitude of glasses on the shelf above his desk.

"Pffft, you have so many glasses!"

"Of course I do! I expect them all to be destroyed during training!"

When we reach Kaminari's room, I almost feel bad for him.

"Duuudee, what was your goal here?"

"Hey, don't be so rude to me Ritsu!"

Jiro gazes over the room with a look of disgust.

"This is a room I'd avoid."

"Whatt? It's perfect!"

Kaminari tries to defend himself as we move on to Koda's room. I wasn't surprised when it turns out to be very animal friendly, even housing a cute white rabbit. The other girls gush about the rabbit as I think about how much space rabbits need sometimes. Mina and Ochaco hold the bunny as Kaminari whines.

"Hey, that's not far! We don't get pets."

After finishing his room, Ojiro, Kaminari, and Tokoyami sulk about how much they got judged. Mineta walks over to them, clearly holding an idea in his empty head.

"That's because the guys are the only ones getting picked on. They said it was a contest to see who has the coolest dorm room. But what about them?!"

He points at me and the girls.

"We have to see the girls' rooms to tell which ones the best! Their interior design skills should be held at the same standard as ours! Maybe even higher! Show us those dorms!"

After some dramatic silence, Mina claps her hands.

"I'm into it!"

"Huh-"

Jiro and I say in unison.

I know I said my room is boring like Ojiro's but that doesn't mean I want people looking… And where's Bakugo? Did he go to bed already? Jesus he really is a grumpy old man isn't he-

"Alright, so what are the rules? Are we figuring out who has the best taste in the class, or just the overall coolest?"

Jiro clearly doesn't like the idea.

"We're doing this?!"

"Uhh, this doesn't have to be a contest."

Ojiro says as Mineta smirks.

Everyone starts moving towards the next room.

"Lets see, who else is on the fourth floor? It's Bakugo, Kirishima, and Shoji right?"

"Where is Bakugo anyway?"

Ochaco and Iida bring up as Kirishima rubs the back of his neck.

"Ah. He thought this was lame so he went back to his room to sleep. Honestly I could use some z's too…"

I let out a small chuckle and mutter under my breath.

"I knew that dipshit was a grumpy old man…"

Mina and Hagakure jump into action finding Kirishima's room.

"Then we'll do your room next!"

"You can sleep all you want after!"

Reaching his room, he pauses briefly as he rests his hand on the door handle.

"Not that I care, but you might not get what I'm going for."

When he opens the door, I simply deadpan.

"A den of manliness!"

Dude. Buuuttt what else was I expecting? Oh shit he's got flame patterned curtains-

Mina nods as Hagakure comments on the room.

"If I found out my boyfriend had a room that looked like this, I'd dump him."

Jesus you've got high standards then don't you?

Ochaco chimes in, making Kirishima feel a little better with her kinder words.

"So bold! Makes me wanna work out!"

He gives a thumbs up.

"You get it!"

"Next up, Shoji!"

"Your not gonna find anything interesting here."

Shoji was right, as the only two things in his room are his bed and a desk. Mina groans.

"Uh, more like nothing at all dude."

Todoroki turns to him.

"So your a minimalist, huh?"

"I've just never understood why someone would wanna fill their room with junk."

"I agree with you."

Adding that as the rest of us leave, Mineta lingering around Shoji's bed and muttering about him secretly being a pervert or something. Sero's room is next, and I have no idea what to expect. When he opens his door, it's filled head to toe with east-asian items and decorations.

"Exotic!"

"And lovely!"

"Sero I didn't pick you for someone who'd like this stuff."

Jiro says with a grin as Sero relishes in the praise.

"Yep, that's me! Always the wildcard!"

Next is Todoroki's room.

Honestly… whatever it is I'm thinking of is probably way off. I really have no clue what his room is gonna look like.

"Let's get this over with. It's late."

The Japanese-inspired room almost makes my jaw drop. Everyone else seems just as shocked.

"It's even built differently!"

"We have these kind of floor mats at my home. They're much more comfortable than hardwood."

Kaminari and Mineta seem particularly shocked.

"This isn't your house!"

"How did you remodel this entire room in just one day?!"

"...With hard work."

"You are a beast."

I chuckle a little at Kaminari's last comment as we move on to Sato's room. A bunch of cooking tools rest on his tables as I catch a whiff of something cooking.

"Anyway, it's pretty boring."

Kirishima sighs.

"All of them are after Todoroki's. Something smells good though, what is it?"

Sato starts to panic a bit.

"Oh crap, I forgot about that! I finished up packing really early so I started to make a chiffon cake! I thought we could all eat it together! It hasn't been iced yet but… want some?"

As soon as he takes it out of the miniature oven, the girls are all over it. Everyone gets handed a slice, and I admit, it is really good.

"So fluffy~!"

"Forget Sero, this is unexpected!"

Momo and the girls gush over the cake, except for Jiro who calmly eats her slice.

"I think it's great that you have such a fun hobby, Sato! Would you bake something to go with my tea someday?"

Sato's face flushes a pink for a moment before he rubs the back of his neck nervously.

"Mostly the baking is part of the training for my quirk cause store bought sweets can get pricey."

"Well, that's it for the boys! Now it's our turn ladies!"

Jiro sighs.

"We've already done so many rooms, shouldn't we turn it?"

"Oh come on, Jiro live a little!"

"It's kind of embarrassing…"

Opening the door to her room, I'm pleasantly surprised at the instruments and how well her room looks.

"It's pretty cool, Jiro."

She faces me, surprised.

"W-what?"

"Yeah."

"Woah you've got so many instruments!"

"It's cause Jiro's totally punk rock, Kaminari!"

"Can you play all of these?!"

Jiro nods shyly, tapping her earphone jacks together. Kaminari decides to take a quick jab at Aoyama.

"Your rooms girlier than this."

"That's because I've got style~."

Her earphone jacks whip towards the two of them and stab themselves into their ears as they wince in pain.

"We are done here."

"Next is me!"

Hagakure joyfully shows us her room, and the bright colors burn themselves into my eyes.

How the hell can someone live in a room like this... There's so much color I feel like I'm gonna go blind.

"Now this is girly! So pink."

I quickly get out of the room, as Mina leads us all to her room.

"Ta da~! Isn't it super cute?"

The black and pink are surprisingly cohesive together as I find myself not completely suffering from the amount of bright colors. However, the next room is mine. Mina giggles as she puts her hand on my door handle.

"Next is Ritsu's!"

"I think the fuck not."

Prying her hand off the handle, I stand in front of the door, not entirely sure why I'm so defensive about my room.

"Aww, Ritsu, no need to be shy! It'll be quick!"

Groaning, I roll my eyes and push open the door.

"Fine. Just get it over with. But there's nothing interesting."

Everyone peers into my room, a few of them walking in as I step to the side. Midoriya approaches the poster of pro hero Mirko that I put up, his eyes widening.

"This is the number 5 pro hero Mirko! I didn't know you were a fan of hers, Ritsu!"

I wave my hand slightly.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just think the way she fights is cool."

"You where right Ritsu, your room is boring!"

"Shut up, Kaminari. Ochaco, your the next victim."

She shudders as I point at her.

"Why'd you have to say it like that?!"

Upon seeing Ochaco's room, I can tell she didn't have much of a budget. But, it's charming in a way.

"Yeah, it's not very interesting I know."

"Next is Asui."

"Wait, where is Tsu?"

Kaminari and Midoriya look around for a moment, and they're right. Tsuyu isn't anywhere nearby.

"Oh, she wasn't feeling too good so she's in her room."

"Well we shouldn't bother her so she can show us later when she's feeling better."

Ochaco lingers at Tsuyu's door as the rest of us move onto Yaoyorzu's room.

Something tells me Tsuyu has to tell someone something… Dunno what it is but I just feel like she's trying to say something…

Yaoyorozu's room is cramped, and at first I'm surprised by the massive bed that takes up most of the space in her room, but then I remember how similarly massive her house is and I am no longer surprised.

"That bed is huge! You can't even walk in here!"

"It's my furniture from home so I thought it would fit. I had no idea how small these dorms would end up being…"

Afterwards, I decided to turn in, not caring that I was missing out on seeing who won the vote. The weight of the day felt pretty heavy on my shoulders, and I just wanted to lay down and go to bed.

Damn I'm tired…

Before I can even reach my door, Ochaco calls my name from the elevator.

"Ritsu, wait!"

She pants a little as she holds the elevator doors open.

"Huh? What is it?"

"Tsu wants to talk to you."

I walk out onto the front steps with Kirishima, Iida, Midoriya, Todoroki, Momo, and Ochaco, the outside illuminated only by two tall lamps and the lights that remain on inside the dorms.

"Where are we going?"

Kirishima asks before Tsuyu steps out in front of us, Ochaco by her side.

"Right here. Tsu said there was something she wanted to tell everyone…"
Tsuyu tries to hide the fact that she takes a deep breath, but I notice it.

"You guys know I'm pretty straight forward, and I always speak what's on my mind. But sometimes, I don't know. I'm at a loss...Remember what I said back at the hospital?"

No.

"When you were talking about the rescue?"

Midoriya dips his head down a little.

"Yeah. Every word."

She sighs.

"My heart was hurting, and the things I said must've upset you."

I catch her voice shaking a bit, as Ochaco places a hand on her shoulder and comforts her.

"Despite my warning, you still went and saved Bakugo. I didn't know that until this morning. I thought I'd stopped you, but it turns out I was worthless. A complete failure... And Ritsu,"

I shudder breifly as she locks eye contact with me.

"...Mina tells me that both her and Kirishima tried to stop you from going after Bakugo, but you went anyway."

"Believe it or not Tsu I still feel guilty even after apologizing for it alright? I don't mean to sound rude or pushy, I just want to make that known. I admit that I'm not always completely honest, but when I apologize I'm always being genuine. So, I'm sorry for not listening to you guys."

Tsuyu thinks for a moment then nods, accepting my apology.

"Thank you, Ritsu. But overall, that's why i felt like I couldn't pretend that everything was okay afterwards... That's why I wanted to tell you guys this so that we could all talk and have a good time together like normal…"

Her eyes get more and more wet by the second as she wipes away a few tears with the back of her hand.

"It's not just you who thinks that. Everyone felt pretty bad and wanted things to be back to the way they used to be. That's why we did the room contest; to bring us closer together and make us feel like a class again. It's all we could come up with so please don't think we were trying to trick you or anything… What I'm saying is, lets work hard on our training and all be good friends again okay?"

"Tsu! I'm sorry! Thanks for telling us how you feel!"

Tears bubble in Kirishima's eyes as he apologizes to Tsuyu.

"Tsu, It's okay!"

Momo rushes to comfort Tsuyu as I awkwardly watch. I'm not used to comforting people or being empathetic.

"We apologize, Asui!"

"You shouldn't feel bad."

They all comfort a now crying Tsuyu as I rest a hand on her shoulder, hoping it's enough for her to know that I care, despite my limited knowledge about this sort of thing. I hope she knows that I really am sorry… I hope that Mina knows I'm sorry…

I've got a lot to apologize for don't I?