The air in the common room was thick with a kind of panicked, pollen-dusted chaos. It had started subtly, with Kaminari's usual static buzzing feeling… different. Then, we all looked at each other, really looked, and the room erupted. My own hands were covered in a fine, mossy fuzz, which was… honestly, pretty weird.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Bakugo roared, his voice practically vibrating. He slammed a fist on the table, and instead of a small explosion, thorny vines, sharp and wicked looking, sprouted from the impact point. More than before, I noticed, more than our usual training sessions.
Kirishima, bless his heart, was trying to mediate, but the red on his face wasn't from his usual hardened skin; instead, it was from tiny, immature strawberries that were popping out of his arms, bobbing precariously. "Dude, Bakugo, calm down! Maybe... Maybe we could make a smoothie?" He held out a particularly dewy specimen.
Bakugo just glared, and more thorns, bigger and sharper, snaked up his arms. Sero, who had been trying to use his tape to keep Bakugo from doing something drastic, was caught in the melee. Now, green vines, thick and leafy, were erupting from his elbows and shooting out, tangling with Bakugo's thorns. It was like a bizarre battle of the garden. Kaminari, who had been in a fit of worried giggles, was now surrounded by a corona of crackling, bioluminescent moss, the electric current he naturally emitted now manifesting as strange, lightning bugs.
Iida, who was usually the calm and collected one, found his own quirks affected. He flailed his arms, trying to restore order, but each frantic chopping motion caused stalks of wheat to burst from behind him, like he was sprouting a miniature field. "Classmates! Please! Let us analyze this logically! We must…" A particularly large stalk of wheat smacked him in the face, and he sputtered, more wheat erupting in his flailing. I couldn't help but panic myself, my own green fuzz spreading a little further, small fern-like leaves sprouting out at the edges.
It was sheer pandemonium. No one understood. Were we sick? Was someone targeting us? What was happening? We all have quirks, but they were all… altered. Only we were altered, every other class was unaffected.
Then, the door slid open with a low whish. Aizawa-sensei stood there, his usual tired expression almost muted by… understanding? Seeing him there, all movement in the room ceased, even the rustling of the leaves and the popping of the strawberries slowed.
He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. "Last night," he said, his voice calm and steady, "the sky had a strange, anomalous energy signature. It seems it triggered a… response in certain quirks." He paused, and the silence in the room felt like a physical weight. "Specifically, quirks with unique properties. Eri's quirk has also been affected. Instead of rewinding, she now has a flowering growth… ability."
I stared at him, my mind reeling. The sky had done this? The sky?
This… this was unbelievable. Our quirks, the very core of who we were, had been changed by some unknown celestial event. I looked down at my mossy hands, the leaves sprouting there, and a shiver ran through me. Everything was different. We were not the same class we were yesterday. All because of the… sky.
I could feel the panic welling inside me, a tight knot in my chest. What now? What kind of heroes could we be with these… nature-infused powers? Could we even handle it? I glanced around at my classmates. Bakugo was still simmering, his thorns looking even more menacing, Kirishima's strawberries drooped a little, and Iida's wheat was starting to look like it wanted to take over the whole common room.
This situation wasn't just challenging, it was fundamentally different. We weren't just fighting villains; we were fighting against… nature, against a weird cosmic change that had rewritten the rules for all of us, and I had no idea what to expect next. And with a strange sense of fear I had never felt before, I knew one thing was absolutely certain – this was going to be a very, very long day.