It was a normal Friday at U.A. High School, but what had started as a simple cultural exchange between students and faculty had turned into a full-blown movie marathon that would go down in history. Today marked Day 13 of Class 1-A's movie marathon, and they had gathered in Aizawa's dimly lit classroom to watch "Coraline." The atmosphere was filled with laughter, popcorn crunching, and occasional shrieks as the animated adventure unfolded on the screen.
Aizawa, ever the reluctant chaperone, sat at his desk, feigning disinterest as he scrolled through his phone. But he couldn't help stealing glances at the students, who were fully immersed in the film. Izuku Midoriya was huddled next to Uraraka, his eyes wide with excitement, while Bakugo grumbled in the back about how "this is just a kids' movie." But even he couldn't suppress a smirk during the more whimsical moments.
Meanwhile, down the hall, the professional heroes congregated for their own movie night, originally inspired by the chaos of Class 1-A's marathon. All Might, in his usual boisterous fashion, had rallied the team with an enthusiastic shout, "Let's relive our childhood fears!" The heroes cheered, albeit a bit cautiously, as they selected "The Haunting of Hill House" — a challenge even for seasoned professionals.
Edge Shot, feeling particularly adventurous, had insisted on this choice, his sharp eyes gleaming with thrill. The others exchanged nervous glances, but All Might's infectious enthusiasm had won them over. "It's time for some spooky bonding!" he declared, skipping down the hallway like a child, trying to rally spirits.
Once gathered in the pro hero lounge, the excitement morphed into apprehension as members like Endeavor paced back and forth, muttering heated curses under his breath. "This is ridiculous," he snapped, throwing a glance toward Hawks, who was lounging on a bean bag, snickering. "Real men don't get scared of ghosts!"
"Who says you're a real man?" Hawks teased back, earning a death glare from Endeavor. The others chuckled, clearly enjoying the rivalry.
Midnight, Mirko, and Mt. Lady entered with a selection of alcoholic drinks, their presence instantly enlivening the atmosphere. "We're here to make things a little less terrifying!" Midnight announced, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Let's kick back and enjoy!" They poured the drinks, laughter rising as the trio's antics unfolded, leaving Vlad, Recovery Girl, and Gran Torino in an amused yet puzzled silence.
As the movie began, chuckles erupted at the jump scares, followed by a chorus of drunken commentary and lighthearted remarks from the trio imbibing on the side. "That ghost is just misunderstood!" Midnight slurred, earning a round of laughter from the group, a stark contrast to the frightening visuals on the screen.
In the corner, Gang Orca couldn't control his laughter during a particularly spooky scene, while Ms. Joke poked fun at the predictable ghost appearances, her laughter ringing brightly through the tense moments. "It's just like me on a bad hair day," she quipped, drawing even more chuckles amidst the mounting suspense.
The movie played on, and it didn't take long for the fright to sink in — even hardened heroes found themselves nearly leaping from their seats at the darker moments. Endeavor's curse-laden tirade became more frantic as the plot thickened, his mask of bravado slipping as he realized he was unconditionally scared.
"Just breathe, Endeavor!" Hawks shouted between fits of laughter. "You want me to get you a teddy bear or something?"
"I'll teach you what real fright is!" Endeavor shot back, but his voice lacked its usual fire.
The film continued, with moments of levity balanced against genuine tension, creating a delightful chaos. They bonded over shared frights and inebriated giggles, their laughter mixing with the eerie soundtrack as the climax of the movie approached.
While Class 1-A laughed at their animated adventure, the pro heroes screamed at the thrillers of the supernatural — a testament to their bonds forged not just in battles against villains, but during absurd evenings filled with fear, joy, and camaraderie.
By the time the credits rolled, there were no distinctions between student and hero. They were simply friends, sharing jokes, stories, and an appreciation for the joys of a well-timed scare. Their evenings might have begun as a means to unwind, but they knew these movie nights were quickly becoming a beloved tradition — the thrill of the unknown binding them closer, time and again.