**Chapter 35: A Web of Tensions**

"Mina, why don't we have a talk," I say while aggressively grabbing Mina's shoulder, my eyes scanning the room to make sure no one is listening in. Mina's eyes widen in surprise as she stumbles backward, her hands grasping for my arm. "Hey, hey, easy does it!" she exclaims, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and concern. "What's going on, Izuku? You're scaring me." I drag her away from the group, my grip on her shoulder still firm but not ungentle. We weave through the crowd, dodging students and making our way to a quiet corner of the room. As we stop, Mina gives me a curious look, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Spill it, Izuku. What's eating at you?" I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "What just happened back there? With Oslo and the others... what's going on?" Mina's expression turns serious, her eyes clouding over. "You really don't get it, do you?" she says, her voice barely above a whisper. I shake my head, feeling a sense of frustration. "No, I don't. Oslo just... he asserted his dominance or something, and the others looked like they'd been punched in the gut. What's going on?" Mina sighs, her shoulders sagging. "Oslo's... complicated. He's been acting strange lately, and the others are getting nervous. They're not sure what to make of him." I frown, my mind racing. "What do you mean? What's going on with him?" Mina glances around the room, making sure no one is listening in. "Rumors are circulating that Oslo's been experimenting with his Quirk. Some people say he's getting stronger, but at a cost. Others claim he's making deals with... unsavory characters." My eyes widen in alarm. "What kind of deals?" Mina's expression turns grim. "I don't know, but I do know that Oslo's not the only one who's been acting strange. The others are getting anxious, and it's only a matter of time before things escalate." I feel a shiver run down my spine as I process Mina's words. What was Oslo's game, and what did it mean for the rest of us? I glance back at the group, my eyes locking onto Oslo's figure. He was still smiling, his eyes glinting with an unnerving intensity. "Mina," I say, my voice low and urgent. "I think we need to keep an eye on Oslo. And the others. This could get ugly." Mina nods, her expression serious. "I'm with you, Izuku. Let's keep our wits about us and see where this goes." As we share a look of determination, I realize that things are about to get a lot more complicated. And I'm not sure if I'm ready.