MHA Holdiay series

Class 1-B gathered in their classroom, the walls bare and drab except for a faint smudge of white hanging from one corner, a leftover remnant from a previous art project. The students bustled around, overflowing with ideas yet struggling to agree on a single theme.

"I think we should go with a classic Christmas theme," said Yosetsu Awase, scratching the back of his head. "Like lots of red and green, maybe some ornaments?"

"Or what about a winter wonderland?" chimed in Itsuka Kendo, her eyes bright with enthusiasm. "We could fill the room with artificial snow, igloos, and snowmen! It would be so magical!"

"No way, that's too cliché!" Togaru, the ever-earnest endeavor, protested. "We should do something that captures our unique quirks—something dynamic!"

As the proposed ideas swirled around the room like a snowstorm, Monoma, seated at the back, raised his hand with an exaggerated flourish. The rest of the class paused and turned their gaze toward him, half-amused, half-exasperated. Monoma always had a penchant for the dramatic.

"I have it!" he exclaimed, a conspiratorial smile spreading across his face. "What if we created Santa's workshop? Think about it—workbenches, elves, and heaps of toys! We can even have a conveyor belt for gift-wrapping."

While the initial silence simmered, his idea sunk in. The class erupted in debate.

"That could actually work!" Kendo mused, her eyes lighting up. "We could recreate the workshop with craft supplies and ropes—not to mention, we could dress as elves and Santa!"

"Yeah! And we can use my gravity quirk to hang decorations from the ceiling!" said Yui Kodai, fingers tapping eagerly on her desk.

Someone else chimed in, "And we can have a corner for kids to write letters to Santa! It could be our interactive element."

Excitement turned into a flurry of activity as they began divvying up tasks. Some students scrambled to gather roping and colored paper for gifts, others pressed on arranging stacks of boxes and making "toys" from craft materials. Monoma, feeling the competitive spirit surge, took it upon himself to direct daily practice sessions to perfect the efficiency of their workshop layout.

With everyone rolling up their sleeves and diving into their roles, the room slowly evolved from a dull workspace into a vibrant recreation of joy and elation. Laughter filled the air, not only from the creativity bursting forth in their decorations but also from the clashing quirks occasionally causing predictable chaotic side effects.

As the week flew by, they painted cardboard cutouts of elves and paper-mache reindeer, crafted wooden toy trains, and created snowy backdrops. Monoma led them in movements and motions reminiscent of an eager Santa's helpers, assigning everyone roles to bring their vision to life.

Finally, the day of the judging arrived, and Class 1-B stood poised outside their classroom, taking a moment to admire their handiwork. The transformation was beyond recognition. The warmth radiated from the fake fireplace they'd designed, decorated with twinkling lights. Boxes wrapped in bright paper surrounded a staged throne where Monoma had adorned himself as Santa, complete with a fake beard and sparkly red suit.