Hey ho! Been a while! Apologies for the lack of updates, work and university have been absolutely killing any time and motivation I've had to write for a while now. But hopefully things should change with this fic!

HUGE shout out to Eternal Love Song for helping me out with the groundwork for this fic! I seriously couldn't have done it without you, you're a lifesaver!

Without any further ado, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia in any way, shape or form.

Exhaustion. That was the easiest way to describe how the entirety of class 1-A was feeling right now.

Having been put through hell by the Pussycats as they'd charged through the Beast's Forest, finally coming across a clearing which housed their lodgings for the foreseeable future was a welcome sight indeed. Wiping some dirt off her forehead, Jirou attempted to catch her breath as best she could, her earphone jacks bent at seemingly random angles due to how tense her body was.

Looking to her left, she saw Momo Yaoyorozu looking as graceful as ever, only a few droplets of sweat could be seen trickling down her brow. As she lifted her arm to wipe a small scuff of dirt off her cheek, she noticed that her best friend was staring at her, offering a small, comforting smile which made caused Jirou to pretend to wipe something off her cheek to cover her blush as her heart raced.

To say that Jirou had a crush on her perfect classmate was the understatement of the century. It had been love at first sight for the punk girl, and while she tried to play it cool in front of her other classmates, she couldn't help but notice how fast her heart would beat when she was near the creation hero in training. Despite her attempts, however, she was certain that the romance gurus, Mina and Tooru, were onto her.

"It'll only take 3 hours? Yeah right…" Sero struggled, rubbing his elbows.

Chuckling lightly, Mandalay replied "Sorry, that's how long we would've taken."

"We actually thought that it'd take you longer." Pixie-bob chimed in, laughing in a very cat-like manner before she continued. "And you dealt with my Earth Beast pretty easily too. Not bad, especially you four!" She exclaimed, pointing to Iida, Bakugou, Todoroki and Midoriya.

Hearing this, proclamation, Jirou's gaze wandered over to the four in question. It hadn't surprised her that they were getting special attention for their talents from pro heroes, they'd frequently outperformed the others despite any conflicts that they may have had with each other. Out of the four of them, however, one particularly stood out to the usually aloof looking girl – Izuku Midorya, the usually shy, nerdy kid who, despite his lack of self-confidence, frequently found himself at the frontlines against any villain attacks, charging deftly ahead with seemingly little concern for himself, so long as he could protect others.

Jirou had admired that part of him, the selfless hero, risking everything to save everyone. Considering how he had been when he had first come to UA, he was an absolute inspiration for anyone who wanted to be a hero, herself included. Whilst she knew her heart belonged to Momo, she couldn't help but admire his tenacity and drive to be the best.

She also knew that Momo felt similarly about the green haired boy, using his drive as a motivator for herself, despite the fact that neither of them were particularly well acquitted with the guy in question.

She was drawn out of her thoughts as Mandalay brought attention to a small boy, referring to him as her nephew. Having invited him closer, Jirou watched as the boy with green hair and freckles bent down to shake his hand, only for Kota to continue moving forward, swinging his fist straight into the young man's crotch.

"Midoriya!" Iida cried out as the injured boy slumped to the ground in pain, causing Bakugou to smirk at the boy's pain. Turning his attention to the one who committed the crime, Iida continued, "Hey, where do you think you're going? Why'd you punch Midoriya in the junk?!"

Glaring back at the heroes in training, the temperate boy spoke as coldly as possible. "I can't abide jerks who wanna be heroes."

As the commotion continued, Jirou couldn't help but cover her mouth to hide her amusement at the situation.

"Kyoka!" Momo reprimanded her quietly, trying not to draw attention to the punk girl to save her some embarrassment from her classmates. "Why are you laughing? Our friend is in pain!"

"Sorry, Yaomomo…" Jirou managed to say between giggles. "But you gotta admit, the comedic timing…" She trailed off as she continued to supress her laughter. Of course, she'd felt bad for the boy who was only just managing to stand up now, attempting to assure his fast friend that he was fine, despite his posture stating otherwise.

Momo couldn't help but admit to herself that it was objectively hilarious, but she could never say that out loud. Concern for her classmates came first, as was befitting for the vice president of 1-A.

"That's enough of this sideshow." Aizawa called out, snapping them all out of their stupor. "Fetch your luggage from the bus and drop it off in your room. It's time for dinner."

"Aaaaaahhhh…" The normally ponytail-adorning girl sighed as she settled into the hot spring, letting the heat soak into her bones. "I've never felt this good…"

Attempting to hide her embarrassment, Jirou continued the conversation, "C-can you believe there's hot springs here? This is the b-best!" She managed, feeling her blush glowing across the entirety of her face. She internally cursed and hoped that it wasn't as visually noticeable as it felt.

The last thing she'd anticipated from this training camp was to see the object of her affections completely and comfortably naked in front of her. She didn't know where to look, and she kept finding herself with her eyes trailing back towards her figure. She was praying for some kind of distraction, anything to distract her from the possible end of her friendship with the last person she wanted to lose.

"Hey, Jirou…" Mina's voice sang towards the rocker girl, filling her with a sense of dread. "Your face is looking a little red!"

'When I wanted a distraction, this wasn't what I wanted.' Jirou thought to herself. 'Please, someone, get me out of this situation.'

"Stop that at once, Mineta!" Iida's voice boomed from the guy's side of the hot springs. "What you're considering would bring shame to both yourself and our female classmates!"

In response to hearing this, the girls all turned towards the source of the noise, looks of disgust upon their faces. Certain they knew what was coming next, they could only pray that he could be stopped.

"We're here to overcome those walls!" Mineta shrilled over the wall, the sound of his quirk being used to scale the wall, the ominous sound of his cackling getting ever closer. "Plus ultra!"

Quickly getting up, Jirou rushed over to the wall as fast as she could, her earphone jacks at the ready to stretch up and poke him straight in the eyes should he successfully manage to reach the top.

Fortunately for her, she never got the chance to do so, as Kota had clearly been within the wall separating the males from the females. He had arisen from his hiding place, muttering something to Mineta with that usual glare of his before pushing the perverted boy downward.

"Mineta's really the worst, huh?" Mina spoke up before waving to toe young boy. "Thanks, Kota!"

Hearing his name being called out, Kota turned around, only to flush completely red from the sight before his eyes. "What the-!" was all that he managed to blurt out before falling backwards, head first, straight into the male hot springs.

"Oh no!" Momo cried, standing up. "He's going to be seriously hurt!" Hurrying as fast as she could, she grabbed her towel and dashed towards the changing rooms, with Jirou following suit, ignoring the calls of the other girls that they heard behind them.

Exiting the changing rooms, they were met with the sight of Midoriya holding an unconscious Kota, in as much of a rush as they themselves were. Turning to face the girls next to him, Izuku immediately blushed, embarrassment clearly getting the better of him as he could see two beautiful young women standing in front of him, barely wearing anything more than he was.

"Y-Y-Yaoyorozu! J-J-Jirou!" He stuttered, unable to make a coherent sentence. "I was-! Y-y-you-! U-u-um-!" He struggled, his eyes darting all over the place, blush brighter than what Jirou's had been prior to Mineta's interference. Unable to continue, he turned and ran, assumedly towards someone who would be able to help Kota.

"Midoriya, wait!" Momo called out, but to no avail. Meanwhile, Jirou couldn't help but notice how strong Midoriya's back looked as he started to tap into his quirk to get Kota some medical assistance as soon as possible. Wondering what brought such thoughts about, Jirou decided to ignore them, chalking it up to her still being a little light headed from the time she'd spent in the hot spring.

"Yaomomo, let's just go back and enjoy the hot spring." The punk girl suggested, trying to ignore how good her crush looked in a towel. "I'm sure Kota is in good hands."

Momo sighed lightly and nodded, turning back towards the source of heat and comfort.

As they entered, a certain frog-like hero in training watched them closely, noticing how their movements seemed a little stiff compared to how they were before the incident. Wondering what could have caused such a change, she ultimately decided not to press the issue, and continued enjoying the warm blanket of comfort that was the hot springs.

Yawning quietly to herself, Jirou was suddenly reminded how little she cared for waking up early. 'Half past five in the morning is way too early to start training…' She thought to herself. Stretching, she looked to Yaoyorozu – she looked like the early rise had barely affected her in the slightest, most likely because she was used to waking up early. 'She is one of the most diligent members of the class.' The earphone jack user thought to herself.

Suddenly remembering last night's events, Jirou caught some thoughts of the fluffy haired hero in training flowing through her mind, and found her eyes wandering over towards the boy in question. Similar to Yaomomo, he also seemed fairly unfazed by how early it was in the morning. In awe by how able her classmates were to deal with such a time in the morning, Jirou lightly slapped herself on the cheek to get her blood flowing in a vague attempt to keep herself from dozing off.

Following a brief demonstration from Bakugou showing how little their quirks had actually improved despite their bodies and minds growing substantially, Aizawa continued on to declare "Starting today, you'll improve on your quirks!" Donning a sly grin, he continued, "This'll be so harsh that you'll wish you were dead, so do your best to stay alive!"

Thank you for reading! I've been wanting to write this for a while as this OT3 is super cute! Hopefully I'm able to do it justice in future chapters.

Once again, a HUGE shout out to Eternal Love Song! She's genuinely fantastic at what she does, not to mention that she's the one who got me into this ship. Thank you so much for your help!

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Until next time!