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-No One's POV-
The rivalry between the Bakusquad and Dekusquad was fun to watch. They'd pull pranks on each other, sure, but sometimes, they'd rarely pull pranks on the rest of the class, such as that one time they'd worked together on April Fools and dressed as and acted like members from the opposite squad. That day, they had acted like they'd always had acted like that. They had no idea how Bakugou and Midoriya had been convinced to act as each other. The Sero and Iida switch was mind boggling. Kirishima and Uraraka literally just changed their fashion and vocabulary. They were concerned when they found out Kaminari and Todoroki switched. And how could they forget Ashido somehow getting on the ceiling upside down and making frog noises at them?
It was amusing when they didn't work together though, too. When they declared war on each other that one time, they'd thought it had been a prank war. When they couldn't find either of the squads in the dorm two hours later, they'd gone to Aizawa, who'd gone to Nedzu, who'd been watching on security cameras the brawl play out. When it was over, he gave both squads extra credit.
However, now they were certain that someone had gone too far.
What else could explain why Kirishima had come down with surely dyed black hair? They all knew his hair was iconicity red.
-Enjirou's POV-
This day was going to be bad, wasn't it?
The one morning he slept in was a school morning. He barely looked in the mirror when he rushed out of his dorm, he didn't have time, he knew what'd happen if he got to breakfast late. Bakugou would likely kill him. He had hastily put on his uniform and gotten downstairs. He didn't even notice the fact that everyone was staring at him when he got down, he was frantically looking for the Bakusquad. When he sat down with them, he finally felt all eyes on him.
"What?"
Mina grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the room.
"I literally saw you freshly dye your hair last night. Hell, I helped you dye it! What happened? It's one thing to come down with your hair down, Kiri, but right now you look like how you did in middle school."
He paused.
What?
That couldn't be right. He was certain he only left his hair down. He had never washed out the dye last night.
When Mina saw his confused expression, she sighed and handed him a handmirror.
When he looked, he realized that she was right.
The hell?
-Tooru's POV-
She certainly hadn't been expecting drama that day, but when Kirishima had come down hair dyed black, and then realizing it when Ashido pointed it out to him (Out of earshot to everyone but Jirou and Shoji. She'd grill them for blackmail later), well, this day just got ten times more entertaining.
She silently and invisibly grinned widely as she watched accusations were thrown at the Dekusquad by the Bakusquad while they claimed that they didn't have anything to do with it. She, personally, didn't believe it. Tsu was literally the only one who could have pulled it off. She began adding to her notebook full of these little "games", as she called them.
Besides her, Tokoyami sighed.
"How long do you think it'll take them to admit they did it?" she asked.
"When the dawn has become dusk, I believe the Rainy Season Hero shall admit to the crime."
It took her a minute to translate what he just said.
"Gottcha. I personally think it's gonna be in an hour or so."
"Then you truly doubt how pertinacious they are."
She wished she had a dictionary because she had no idea what that word means.
-No One's POV-
Meanwhile, in the Void, the former hero known as Nana Shimura was proud of herself. Her equally dead mentor En was not.
"He had a perfectly good head of black hair. I saw no reason why it should be dyed red."
"But now all this drama happens."
"You say that as though that wasn't part of the plan."