We All Live in the Same Apartment Building |
We All Live in the Same Apartment Building:
The First Meet Arc: “Episode 1 – The Elevator Incident”
pilot arc | modern AU | introductions, chaos, and the beginning of something real | bnha au
There’s a university policy buried in the enrollment handbook:
“Students accepted in U.A. must reside in designated off-campus housing for optimal monitoring and group development.”
Translation:
“All twenty of you will live in one apartment building. Good luck.”
Welcome to Heights Union 1-A.
Three floors. Four units per floor. Some students live solo. Others doubled or tripled up depending on the unit size.
Old building. Faintly cursed elevator. Community laundry. Rooftop access. Common room, and a shared kitchen.
Teacher/Dorm Manager-in-charge-: Aizawa Shouta—who only agreed to supervise under the condition that no one knocks past 10 pm and that he never has to mediate petty drama.
(He will absolutely have to mediate petty drama.)
They come from different majors. Different schedules.
Some know each other from orientation.
Some only recognize faces from shared lecture halls.
Some haven’t met anyone at all.
But none of that mattered until the elevator broke.
The moving truck hadn’t even left when the neon orange sign appeared:
“OUT OF ORDER – Elevator repair pending. Please use the stairs. :)”
—Management
By 8:34 AM, Katsuki Bakugo on the third floor screamed,
“YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME—”
which echoed down the stairwell loud enough for birds to scatter.
Midoriya Izuku, majoring in Kinesiology,tried to carry two full suitcases and a rice cooker up to 2A.
He made it to the first landing before tripping over Iida’s meticulously labeled planner bag.
They apologized simultaneously for five straight minutes.
They’re friends now.
Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Mina met halfway up the stairs when all three were carrying oversized duffel bags.
“Oh my god,” Mina gasped, “you’re on floor two too?”.
Tsuyu blinked. “Apparently. Is this what bonding feels like?”
They laughed, nearly fell down the stairs, and are now legally a unit.
Jirou and Denki got stuck in the stairwell bottleneck when Todoroki paused mid-step to drink a smoothie and admire the wall texture.
“That’s my roommate,” Yaoyorozu said from two steps up, struggling with three identical rice cookers.
No one asked why she brought three.
Kirishima declared an emergency stairwell snack break.
“Hydration and high ground!” he yelled, handing out juice boxes like a gym coach.
He’s on the third floor with Bakugo and Denki.
They share the biggest unit. No one knows how that dynamic will survive the semester.
Hagakure, wearing roller skates (no one knows why), declared that the building now has a “community vibe council.”
No one agreed to this. But no one stopped her either.
The students of Heights Union 1-A, all sweaty, mildly irritated, and tangled in half-unpacked bedsheets, gathered around the stairwell on the second-floor landing.
For the first time, they looked around.
Different majors.
Different temperaments.
One building.
“...So who wants to do hallway karaoke tonight?” Mina asked.
“Great! We’ll start at eight,” Kaminari grinned.
Welcome to Heights Union 1-A.
Where the elevator’s broken,
the friendships are forming,
and the neighbors are just a little too involved.
But something tells you—this year’s going to be unforgettable.
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