Tomura's prone body fell onto the dirt-stained bar floor. Rivers of crimson snaked their way across the wooden surface, as the man in question groaned. Todoroki and Izuku hopped nimbly over him.

"Sensei," Tomura's characteristic drawl was motioned at the glowing TV screen which said "Voice only", "All Might is still the same as ever....he hasn't grown weaker....he...the Nomu...THE NOMU GOT DEFEATED."

A laugh resounded from said screen as Todoroki got the medical supplies out, Izuku deposited Tomura on the bench and Kurogiri got ready to stitch Tomura up. They had lost count of exactly how many times he had needed stitches so Izuku and Todoroki had taken it upon themselves to learn how to stitch wounds and the like.

"Don't worry Tomura," Sensei's smooth voice assured the distraught "man-child", "The age of All Might is soon to end. He is indeed growing weaker, I assume that Izuku has showed you his calculations? He will be defeated fast and soon."

"And killed. And then, I'll—" Tomura's hysteric rant was cut short by the anaesthesia kicking in. The TV screen glitched and then went black.

Izuku had switched it off, evidently.

Only Shoto Todoroki saw the saw the way Izuku Midoriya's jaw tightened and a shadow fell over his face. He knew why, and kept silent, concentrating on the work at hand.

Kurogiri began taking the bullets out as Todoroki proceeded to clean the wounds, followed by Izuku stitching them up. The motion was familiar to them, as new stitches formed over fading scars of older ones, new wounds crisscrossing them, a design of scars over exposed flesh.

Back at UA, Bakugo, Thirteen and Aizawa had been promptly rushed to the hospital. The students watched them being loaded onto the ambulances, two brave teachers and an arrogant classmate injured in an unforseen attack. The trail of blood that they left behind was visible, forever etched in their memory.

The horror that the pros faced everyday was displayed in front of them.

All Might had disappeared sometime during that chaos, the students hadn't really got time to see him properly after he sent the Nomu flying over bounds. The teachers hadn't seen Present Mic so worked up ever since the tragic incident in his and Aizawa's second year at UA.

He was pacing and muttering about loose security and what not. All Might had tried to apologise for Aizawa's state and he had nearly snapped at the Symbol of Peace. He couldn't save EVERYONE, Aizawa and Mic were well aware of that. So he should stop acting like it was his fault. Shota had acted as a pro hero and teacher should, and the man should respect that.

Headmaster Nezu silently gathered them for a meeting.

Mic's eyes narrowed as he heard his theory.

There was a traitor in UA.

Izuku snorted as he hacked the cameras. The Headmaster was definitely dumb if he had utmost faith in his allegedly unbreakable firewalls. He clicked an option for recording of the camera feed. He would watch it later.

Kurogiri was with Tomura in his bedroom, keeping a watch over him. He yawned and took out the notebook to do the calculations he had left for later. Todoroki was scribbling away at some History questions beside him and yawning as well. They might have ended up in a villain organisation, but it definitely didn't excuse them from proper education.

So, yeah, Todoroki was finishing the history work and Izuku was doing the huge calculations without a calculator for Maths practice.

"Hey, Todoroki-kun, how much is (415)²?"

"Do it yourself," was the reply as Todoroki finished the homework. Kurogiri would correct it later.

Stifling a yawn, he leant back in his chair to look at Midoriya who had nearly completed his calculations on All Might as well.

Izuku stiffened as he felt Todoroki's gaze upon him.

"So what exactly happened during the battle, Midoriya?"

He was screwed.