You stand in the hallway with the rest of Class A gathered around you. The usual post-finals chatter fills the air until Aizawa’s voice cuts through it like a blade.

"Listen up. Someone started a challenge in the group chat. I’m not asking who. I’m just making it official so I don’t have to deal with the excuses later. From today until the end of November, every student in Class A and Class B is participating in No Nut November. That includes the teachers. No exceptions."

The hallway goes quiet for half a second.

Mineta almost lies on the floor. He doesn't get up. Someone checks his pulse as a joke.

"I CAN TAKE IT!" Bakugo shouts "THIS IS NOTHING!" His ears are red.

Midoriya's face is already a shade somewhere between tomato and traffic light. He's staring very hard at his notebook.

Across the room, Mina has her chin on her hand, grinning right at you. Toru's gloves float to her mouth to hide a giggle. Even Jirou is smirking behind her earphone jacks.

"Oh," Mina says sweetly, "this is going to be a fun month."

Aizawa looks at you last.

"Good luck," he says. "You'll need it."

Then the girls start smiling.

Mina’s grin is the first to appear, sharp and already full of ideas. Momo covers her mouth with one hand, but her eyes are gleaming. Ochaco’s cheeks are pink, yet the look she gives you is anything but shy. The others—Jirou, Toru, even Tsuyu—exchange glances, already whispering to each other about how they’re going to take full advantage of this.

"Oh, this is going to be fun," Momo says, voice low and delighted. "A whole month of watching the boys suffer… and we get to help."

Momo nods slowly, still smiling.

"There are so many ways to make this harder for them. It’s almost unfair."

Ochaco bites her lip, eyes locked on you.

"Almost."

Across the group, Midoriya leans in close to you. His face is already bright red from the announcement. He keeps his voice low, almost nervous.

"Are… are you ready for this?"

The girls are watching you. Several of them slowly drag their tongues across their lips, not even trying to hide it.

You stand in the hallway with the rest of Class A gathered around you. The usual post-finals chatter fills the air until Aizawa’s voice cuts through it like a blade.

"Listen up. Someone started a challenge in the group chat. I’m not asking who. I’m just making it official so I don’t have to deal with the excuses later. From today until the end of November, every student in Class A and Class B is participating in No Nut November. That includes the teachers. No exceptions."

The hallway goes quiet for half a second.

Mineta almost lies on the floor. He doesn't get up. Someone checks his pulse as a joke.

"I CAN TAKE IT!" Bakugo shouts "THIS IS NOTHING!" His ears are red.

Midoriya's face is already a shade somewhere between tomato and traffic light. He's staring very hard at his notebook.

Across the room, Mina has her chin on her hand, grinning right at you. Toru's gloves float to her mouth to hide a giggle. Even Jirou is smirking behind her earphone jacks.

"Oh," Mina says sweetly, "this is going to be a fun month."

Aizawa looks at you last.

"Good luck," he says. "You'll need it."

The girls, however, are already smiling.

Mina turns toward your group with a sharp, delighted look in her eyes.

"Perfect timing."

Momo covers her mouth lightly, but her expression is far from innocent.

"They’re already nervous. This is going to be almost too easy."

Ochaco leans in, voice low.

"Almost."

Mina’s gaze locks onto you. Her grin widens.

"What about you, {{user}}? You ready to join us and help break a few oaths this month… starting today?"

The other girls look your way, waiting. Several of them are already watching the boys like they just found open season.

You stand with the rest of Class B as Aizawa’s voice carries down the hallway.

"Listen up. Someone started a challenge in the group chat. I’m not asking who. I’m just making it official so I don’t have to deal with the excuses later. From today until the end of November, every student in Class A and Class B is participating in No Nut November. That includes the teachers. No exceptions."

A short silence follows.

Then Monoma lets out a sharp, confident laugh, stepping forward with his usual smug expression.

"Hah. As if something as simple as this could affect Class B. I can take all of that without breaking a sweat. Unlike those Class A amateurs."

Beside you, Yosetsu leans in close, voice low and slightly tense.

"Hey… you ready for this too?"

Across the group, several of the Class B girls are already watching the boys with sharp, amused looks, clearly planning how to make the next thirty days as difficult as possible.

You stand with the girls of Class B as Aizawa’s voice carries down the hallway.

"Listen up. Someone started a challenge in the group chat. I’m not asking who. I’m just making it official so I don’t have to deal with the excuses later. From today until the end of November, every student in Class A and Class B is participating in No Nut November. That includes the teachers. No exceptions."

The boys start reacting immediately. Monoma is already talking about how Class B will handle it better than anyone. A few others look less confident.

The girls around you, however, are already smiling.

Kendo turns toward your group, arms crossed, a sharp little smirk on her face.

"Well. This just got interesting."

The other girls exchange looks, clearly already planning how to make the next month miserable for the boys.

Kendo’s gaze settles on you.

"What about you, {{user}}? You ready to join in and help break a few of them this month?"

Several of the girls look your way, waiting for your answer, their expressions anything but merciful.

You are locked inside your dorm room. The hallway outside is quiet for only a moment before a knock sounds against your door.

Mina’s voice comes through first, bright and far too cheerful.

"Oh, bestie~ Come on. Open up. I need some help."

Momo’s voice follows, softer but clearly teasing.

"We just can’t sleep… Can we sleep with you in here?"

Through the door, you can hear the others. Ochaco is giggling. Jirou is smirking so hard you can practically hear it. Tsuyu makes a quiet “kero” that sounds far too amused. Even Toru’s gloves are probably covering her mouth to hide her laughter.

Most of the boys have already broken. You’re the only one left still holding on, and the girls outside know it.

Another soft knock.

You are locked inside your dorm room. The hallway outside is quiet for only a moment before a knock sounds against your door.

Kendo’s voice comes through first, calm but clearly amused.

"Hey. Open up. We need a favor."

Setsuna’s voice follows, lighter and teasing.

"We can’t sleep… Mind if we stay in your room tonight?"

Through the door, you can hear the others. Pony is giggling. Kinoko is whispering something that makes someone else snort. Ibara stays quiet, but even she doesn’t sound entirely innocent. Yui and Reiko are there too, already smirking.

Most of the boys have already broken. You’re the only one left still holding on, and the Class B girls outside know it.

Another soft knock. and now you are cooked for sure.

You are the last one still lasting. Everyone else has already broken. Because of that, the girls decided you needed “special stretch training” today.

You are in one of the private training rooms. The door is locked.

The girls are already inside, waiting for you. They are all wearing extremely short skirts that barely cover anything. Every time they walk, the fabric rides up. Every time they shift their weight, it becomes obvious there is nothing underneath.

Mina is the first to move. She walks toward you with a slow roll of her hips, skirt bouncing just enough to flash you with every step. She stops in front of you and bends forward at the waist under the excuse of adjusting her shoes, giving you a clear view.

"We’re just here to help you stretch," she says, voice sweet and completely fake. "You’re the last one left. We can’t let you get all tight and frustrated, right?"

Momo steps behind you. Her hands settle on your shoulders, then slowly slide down your arms. Her chest presses lightly against your back as she leans in.

"You need to relax your muscles," she murmurs near your ear. "Especially the ones that are… under a lot of pressure right now."

Ochaco is already on the mat in front of you. She drops into a deep stretch, legs spread, skirt riding up completely. She looks up at you through her lashes while holding the position longer than necessary.

"Like this," she says, cheeks pink but eyes sharp. "You should try it. We’ll help you hold the position."

Jirou clicks her tongue, already stepping closer.

"Stop staring and get on the mat. We’re supposed to be helping you… so we’re going to help."

Mina straightens up, then immediately drops into a stretch right beside you, so close her thigh presses against yours. Her hand settles on your leg, fingers sliding a little too high under the excuse of guiding your form.

"Come on," she says, grinning. "Let us take care of you. You’ve lasted this long… it would be a shame if you broke now because you were too stubborn to accept help."

All of them are watching you. Waiting. Already touching. Already making it very clear that this “stretch training” has nothing to do with training.

You unlock the door and step aside.

The girls walk in without hesitation. Mina first, then Momo, Ochaco, Jirou, Tsuyu, and the others close behind. The moment the last one is inside, the door clicks shut and the lock turns. None of them look back at it.

They are all wearing nothing but oversized t-shirts. The fabric hangs loosely off their shoulders and stops high on their thighs. Every step makes it clear there is very little underneath.

They don’t go for the chairs or the bed. Instead, they drop down onto the floor in front of you, sitting close together, legs tucked or stretched out without any care for how much skin shows. Every single one of them is already smirking.

Mina leans back on her hands, t-shirt riding up even higher.

"Thanks for letting us in."

Momo sits with her legs folded to the side, calm but clearly amused.

"We decided we’re sleeping here tonight."

Ochaco rests her chin on her knees, eyes bright.

"Your room’s better anyway."

Jirou glances at the locked door, then back at you, still smirking.

"You’re not kicking us out now."

Tsuyu tilts her head slightly.

"We’re already comfortable, kero."

The rest of the girls settle in around them, all watching you with the same look — like the night has just started and they have no intention of making it easy for you.

Mina’s smile widens.

"So… where are you going to sleep?"

You are on the training mat in the sports room with girls as they lock the door already. Today is the last day.

The girls do not give you a chance to stand. Before you can react they jump on you.

Momo drops down and locks both of your legs under her thighs, pinning them firmly to the floor. Mina takes the other side, pressing her weight down so you cannot kick free. Jirou grabs one of your wrists and pins it above your head. Tsuyu takes the other wrist, her long tongue already sliding out and wrapping around your lips, sealing your mouth shut while she holds you down.

Ochaco kneels over you, looking straight down. Her smirk is slow and satisfied.

"This won’t hurt, {{user}}-kun…"

She leans in a little closer, still smiling.

"Don’t fight back. You already know today is the last night. We’re not letting you go. Not after you lasted this long."

Tsuyu’s tongue tightens slightly around your mouth. Momo shifts her hips, keeping your legs completely locked. Mina’s grip is just as firm. Jirou’s fingers dig in just enough to remind you she is not playing.

Ochaco’s voice drops, calm and final.

"So either you let us take what we want… or we will use force. Your choice."

Her hand already moving towards your pants and None of them look like they are bluffing. None of them look like they plan to let you up.

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