Freedom?

Outside, while the students inside scrambled for safety or promptly joined the growing orgy, Nezu's much needed reinforcements arrived on the scene. dozens of police officers, escorted by a couple local heroes... They all work tirelessly to secure the surrounding area.

Nearby, Tsuyu crouches near the makeshift command center, her hands deftly sorting through a pile of supplies. She's been tasked with organizing the medical kits, blankets, and other essentials that have been gathered here. Her mind races with thoughts of what's happening inside and what'll become of her friends, but she tries to focus on the task at hand, telling herself that her worrying won't help the situation.

Principal Nezu stands close by, his paws clasped behind his back as he surveys the scene. The 1-A dorms loom just overhead, now completely encased in a thick layer of cement... Nezu frowns, his brow furrowed as he thinks. He turns to Aizawa, who is busy coordinating the evacuation efforts.

"Aizawa, have you heard from Recovery Girl? I've been trying to reach her, but she's not answering her phone."

Aizawa shakes his head. "No, I haven't. It's not like her to be out of contact, especially in a crisis like this."

Nezu nods, his mind already working through the possibilities. "We'll have to proceed without her for now. Our priority is getting the unaffected students out safely."

Unable to avoid listening in, Tsuyu makes her way over to the two teachers. "Principal Nezu, Mr. Aizawa, I saw some of the girls up close..."

Nezu turns to Tsuyu, a calm smile still plastered on his face. "Go on, Asui. Anything you can tell us could be vital."

Tsuyu takes a deep breath, her large eyes blinking slowly. "When I was escaping through the vents earlier, I passed over the common area. I saw some of the girls down there..."

Aizawa and Nezu lean in, their interest piqued.

Tsyu blushes, looking down to her feet. "It was just for a moment... but they looked different, bigger? It was so weird, ribbit. They didn't look like my friends. I didn't stick around long enough to see much more, I just focused on leaving." She shuffles in place, crossing her arms uncomfortably. "I know that was selfish of me, but-"

Nezu and Aizawa exchange a concerned glance. "No, you did the right thing..." Aizawa says, making sure to keep his student's spirits up.

Inside the 5th-floor vent, the group of students continues their crawl to freedom. Hitori pants, noting how hot it feels in such a small place... until the cool breeze of fresh air hits her face. Smiling, she turns to her classmates, her heart pounding in her chest. "This is it, guys. We'll have to go one at a time."

From the back, Kirishima's voice calls out, ringing the ears of an annoyed Iida. "Be careful, Hitori!"

Hitori nods, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. As she reaches the end, the night sky suddenly in view, she sees a cement slide freshly created by Cementoss, leading to a large trampoline below. She takes a deep breath and jumps.

The fall is brief, and Hitori soon finds herself bouncing on the trampoline, strong hands grasping her arms to steady her. She looks up to see Aizawa, his face etched with concern and relief.

"Shinso, you made it. Good work getting the others out."

Hitori nods, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. "Sensei, the girls, they're-"

Aizawa holds up a hand. "We know. We're working on a plan to contain the situation."

One by one, the boys jump from the vent, each landing safely on the trampoline. Multiple officers rush over to help them, leaving Hitori alone for a moment. looking around, she sees Tsuyu staring back at her, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

Hitori can't help but tear up herself, and rushes over. "Tsuuuuuuu!" The two embrace immediately, arms wrapping around eachother joyously, happy to finally see another from their class safe. "Thank you so much!" Hitori starts. "If you didn't get out in the vent, Eraser Head wouldn't have been able to get us out..."

Tsuyu sniffles. "I'm just glad some of you are okay..."

Finally, as the two let their emotions out, Kirishima emerges from the vent, letting out an excited cry as he jumps down. Immediately he crashes through the trampoline, his quirk apparently active, causing him to rip through and thud into the grass below. "Ahh..." He winces, stuck in a small divot.

Looking up, he sees Hitori rush over, reaching out to help him up along with the officer stationed by the trampoline. She giggles and blushes, feeling small as he stands, seemingly towering over her. "What were you thinking?" She asks with a giggle.

Kirishima laughs, unsure of what to really say as they walk to a nearby tent. "Shit, I guess I don't really know. Forgot to turn off my quirk?"

Hitori rolls her eyes, rubbing her thumb along Kirishima's hand. "You're so dumb sometimes..."