"Man, that prom was something," said Eijiro as he entered the boy's locker room with the rest of the guys.

"Yeah, it happened four days ago and I still can't get the ringing out of my ear from Katsuki's screaming!" Denki remarked.

"Shut up, Calamari, you know my singing was good. You're just a jealous wannabe who can't even sing Madonna." Katsuki then stopped at his locker to open it. ". . .Not that I listen to her or anything—"

"I still can't believe she asked you. We shared an amazing kiss before prom so I thought that was a sign she wanted to go with me or something."

Katsuki slammed his locker shut. "What—"

"Excuse me, but I think you're mistaken," Hanta laughed. "She kissed me a while back as we soared through the sky on Tokoyami."

"You still owe me fifty bucks for that."

"Wait—(Y/N) kissed me though," Shouto muttered.

"But she kissed me at prom. . ." added Eijiro.

Katsuki shouted, "BUT I KISSED HER AT MY HOUSE PARTY!!!"

"I kissed her hand once—" Deku interjected, yet was ignored.

"DON'T TELL ME YOU KISSED HER TOO, FOUR EYES!" Katsuki snapped at Tenya.

"A gentleman does not kiss and tell," he responded. "But I'm not yet a man so in that case, yes. We did at prom while you were absent."

There was an awkward pause in the room. Suddenly, all of the guys pulled out two Nerf pistols each and pointed them at each other in a circle like they were in Pirates of the Caribbean. Other male students who weren't involved in the drama quickly fled into the hall.

Katsuki pointed his Nerf pistols at both Deku and Eijiro. "Alright, just so ya know—(Y/N)'s mine and I won't let any of y'all get in my way. She asked me to prom no matter what you freaks say."

Shouto, who was pointing at both Tenya and him, said, "Heh. Is that why I was the first one she kissed out of all of you losers?"

"Do almost kisses count?" asked Deku, who was aiming at Shouto and Fumikage.

"Shut up, nerd."

"I'm not even a part of this," said Fumikage.

At that, Deku pointed his one Nerf gun away from the bird and at Hanta.

"Why don't we resolve this as cohorts?" Tenya suggested.

"Put a cork in it, glasses. I ain't fallin' for any of yo tricks," Katsuki spat.

"Well, I guess there's only one way to settle this, guys. It was nice knowing you, bro." Eijiro pulled the trigger of his Nerf revolver and shot Katsuki in the chest with it. But the sponge bullet only bounced off his shirt.

"That was anticlimactic," sighed Denki.

They all placed their "guns" down and glanced at each other.

"We need to settle this as true, sophisticated gentlemen," said Shouto. "How about we all pound each other behind the school at five?"

"Sure, I'll tweet it." Denki pulled out his smartphone and started tweeting his followers the news.

"We should get someone to print our faces on t-shirts so we can get people to buy merch while we're at it," Hanta added.

"You just want free money cuz you can't keep a job," Katsuki snarled.

Deku put his hand out to shush him. "Wait, I think he's on to something."

Tenya started arranging rules. "Alright. So, we'll all fight for (Y/N)'s hand. First person standing wins and gets to be her boyfriend since she's obviously indecisive."

"How will we know who wins if we're all fighting?" wondered Deku.

Katsuki chuckled, "It'll be a death match, obviously."

"No. That's illegal. How about. . .if you fall down and can't get up for three seconds, you're out? Last person standing wins."

"Makes sense."

"Doesn't matter, I'm still gonna pound you all until you can hardly function anymore," Katsuki smirked.

"Don't be such a skeez. That's no way to win a girl over! What girl wants a guy to beat the living snot out of every other guy for her?" asked Deku.

Shouto laughed, "Oh, young, innocent Deku. You still have much to learn about women."

Hanta laughed, "Yeah, it's about asserting dominance. Y'know, like T-posing and stuff."

"Or blowing the guy's face off."

"We get it, Bakugou."

After a few minutes, they finished their discussion.

"So. . .we're actually doing this?" Denki wondered.

"Of course. See you hosers after school." Katsuki gave them a big thumbs down before exiting the locker room.

Eijiro turned to the others. "Well, someone needs to get Shinsou in on this. I'm pretty sure he kissed (Y/N) once too."

"Basically, anyone who seems to be a threat," said Tenya.

"Yeah, just gather up all the guys who like her and get 'em in on the fight."

School was coming to an end. I hadn't seen much of the guys today which was weird. They usually crawled all over me and stalked me. Suddenly, I got a notification on my phone. I picked it up, pressed on the Twitter icon, and saw that Denki just posted something.

'Fight for (Y/N)'s honor behind U.A. at 4:00 PM. Please bring your own folding chairs. Merch will be found behind the dumpsters. We do not accept Waffle House coupons anymore. Thank you and be sure to put whatever you can on YouTube. 🤠'

What the heck did they get themselves into now? I thought. So, I shoved my phone in my pocket and made a U-turn back to the school. When I arrived, several kids were running kiosks (aka card tables) with horrible quality merch. Someone had taken iPod pictures of each guy and sloppily printed them on various colored t-shirts. Some of them looked old and stained too.

"Twelve dollars for a grape Slurpee! Anyone interested?" one vendor called out.

"Anyone want a bobblehead that kind of looks like Bakugou?" asked one seller who was holding up a bobblehead of Naruto.

"I got one that looks like Kirishima if you angle it a certain way."

I could tell that they put a lot of thought into their "merch". Welp, might as well buy something, I guess. So, I took out Mr. Aizawa's credit card and bought a Play-Doh figurine of Tenya. I stuffed it in my pocket only for it to get smushed and headed toward the crowd. That must have been where the fight was being held.

"Alright, guys. Be sure to place your bets before the fight starts," said Hanta into a microphone which was connected to a karaoke machine. "If any of you go broke from this, we don't take the blame. Blame the school instead."

I saw some students huddled in a little ball, making bets with each other. So, I turned back to the "stage" which was just a square chalk line with baby fences for dividers against the audience and the fighters. How safe.

"I'll bet on Bakugou, he's real powerful."

"Hmm. . .for me, Todoroki. I think he has a good chance against all of them."

"I think I pick Kaminari since he can just electrocute them all at once."

"For me, Tape Guy, because he can just hide in the background and let the others duke it out until he's the last one standing."

I only facepalmed as I overheard my schoolmates' conversation.

"Alright, (Y/N), you get the best seat in the house though. Come sit on this throne over here."

"No way!" I protested. "That's way too close to the fence and one of you could shoot my eye out!"

"You could wear my sunglasses," offered Deku.

"Deal." I took his cheap All Might sunglasses. So, I went over and got comfortable on the throne, propped my legs up on the armrest with my head rested against the other.

"Isn't this kind of conceited?" asked Tsuyu from the crowd.

"At this point, I just go along with it," I replied.

Around that time, all my other love interests showed up. They were still wearing their school uniforms except with the blazer, so I guess that's what they were going to fight in.

"Hitoshi? You're in on this?" I asked, noticing him standing beside them as well.

"Ye, apparently." He held up a Capri Sun and slurped the life out of it.

I then noticed Katsuki holding two guys by the scruff of the collar and dragging them along.

"OW! OW! WHY ARE YOU KIDNAPPING M—"

"EXCUSEZ-MOI! THIS IS ABDUCTION! LE POLICE! ARRETEZ!!!"

It was Neito Monoma and Yuga Aoyoma.

"Wow, I haven't seen you two since chapter two and fifteen—"

"Who gave you permission to break the fourth wall?" sassed Neito. "Anyway, why am I here?"

"Because you're a threat. You could like (Y/N). Because of that, you're gonna fight us."

"Well, I never thought about it until now. I guess I do like her, yeah."

Yuga wailed, "GET ME AWAY FROM LE MADNESS! IT IS SIMPLY TOO MUCH!"

"So, you don't have a crush on (Y/N)?" Tenya asked him.

Yuga lost his accent and said, "Yeah, she's hawt—I MEAN—"

I curled up on my throne and held my knees. I didn't realize so many boys liked me. It was kind of creepy, yet flattering.

"GET ON WITH THE FIGHT!!" screamed an audience member.

"Fine. Fighters, line up in a perfectly symmetrical circle around the ring," instructed Tenya.

Deku, Katsuki, Shouto, Tenya, Eijiro, Denki, Hanta, Hitoshi, Neito, and Yuga formed a circle around the stage. They got into their fighting stances and waited for the signal. I was starting to wonder if this was a mistake because I just realized ten guys with insanely dangerous Quirks were about to ram into each other all at once.

Tomura walked up beside me with a bag of popcorn and waited for the drama to unfold. I couldn't help but share it with him since I was kind of hungry and the Cheetos they sold here were overpriced.

"Why do I hear boss music?" he asked me.

I pointed to the makeshift arena my love interests were going to fight in as a response.

"FIGHT IN THREE. . .TWO. . .ONE!!!!!!" screeched Tenya.

I swear, when he set them all loose, it was like the seven wonders of the world all clashed into each other and set off a nuclear explosion. All I could see for the first few minutes were dust clouds and random Quirks projecting in every direction. Not to mention there was screaming and name-calling (mostly from Katsuki). They fought like wild lions over the last zebra or something.

Once the smoke cleared, I saw Katsuki shoving Deku to the ground; Neito giving Tenya an uppercut; Yuga high-kicking Hanta; Hitoshi elbow-dropping Neito; and Shouto performing a drop-kick on Mirio (who wasn't even part of the fight).

"This is bad. . ." I shuddered.

Tomura laughed while recording the whole thing from his iPod. "Naw, this is better than anything on NBC."

"MOM, COME PICK ME UP, I'M SCARED," Mineta screamed into his phone.

So, I decided that enough was enough and I should try to stop them. I got up and walked over, yelling over the noise, "STAHP!! YOU BETTER STAHPPPP!!!"

But they didn't listen. Their fighting continued on. And it only got worse.

"KICK MIRIO IN THE BACK!!!" yelled someone from the audience.

"C'MON, DEKU! GIVE BAKUGOU A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE!!"

As Shouto slammed Hanta against the fence multiple times, Tomura asked, "CAN I GET A WAFFLE? CAN I PLEASE GET A WAFFLE?"

Around that time Mr. Aizawa finally came to the rescue, holding a baseball bat. He ran up to see what the commotion was and asked, "WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING!?"

Hitoshi flipped Neito on his back, his legs nearly hitting our teacher in the face. Mr. Aizawa jumped back and shouted, "OH, HECK NAW. I DID NOT LEAVE THE SOUTHSIDE FOR THIS!"

So, he ran back inside the school, went to the principal's office, and blared an airhorn through the intercom. The guys immediately stopped fighting and held their ears along with the audience and me.

"OWWW!!!" we all screeched.

The airhorn eventually stopped and Mr. Aizawa said through the speakers, "Attention, class! Everyone who came here to see the fight behind the school—go home! All of the guys who willingly came here to fight each other, come to my office. You too, (Y/N)."

All of the boys' uniforms were torn and mussed up. Their hair was more wild than usual and they even had some bruises. We all shared an awkward glance before shuffling to the office. When we went inside, we stood in there and braced ourselves for Mr. Aizawa's lecture.

"You must all be real happy with yourselves. Because of your uncalled-for violence, All Might has fled school property. I realize you all liked (Y/N) in some way. I could obviously tell by the way you all acted when I announced the dance. But this is just sad," he said, rolled up in his sleeping bag in the corner of the room while sipping a juice box. "Now, what started all this?"

Now that I thought about it—what did start this riot of theirs?

"(Y/N) kissed us all!" blurted Denki. He'd probably pay for that later.

"Excuse me but what the chiz?" Mr. Aizawa looked at me.

I went red with shame.

"Is this true, (Y/N)?"

". . .Yeah," I answered.

Now that the truth was out, I guess that meant all the guys would hate me.

"I'm sorry, guys. But you're all so smokin' hawt, I couldn't help myself. Plus, I've never had the chance to fall in love before since I lived in a trashcan all my life. I guess I got carried away. . ."

"I can't stay mad at you, (Y/N)," Eijiro smiled.

"Yeah, so. . .who was the best kisser—" asked Denki, but he was slapped by Tenya before he could finish.

"Pfft, obviously me," Katsuki scoffed. "She asked me to the dance instead of you sleazes."

"Give it up already!" Hanta told him, annoyed.

"Yeah, how would you know anyway?" Shouto retorted.

Katsuki crossed his arms. "I'm sorry you're all so jealous of me. But I can't help it that I'm popular."

Deku finally got tired of it and stood up for himself, "Oh, shut up, Kacchan. You always have to make it about you. 'My Quirk. My Gucci duffle bag. My fifth-grade reading level.'"

"AT LEAST I DON'T WEAR ALL MIGHT SOCKS!"

"AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO WEAR MY PANTS CORRECTLY!"

"SHUT UP, DEKU!"

"Guys, guys. Settle down now," Mr. Aizawa interjected. "Hey, I have an idea. You all obviously have some kind of grudge against each other. Why don't we get that anger out by having you all vent your social problems to the school?"

Oh no. That was going to be a mistake.