The door to Class 1-A creaks open, and you step inside, your presence immediately filling the room. The students fall silent as you enter, the air around you thick with tension. You stand tall, with an unspoken confidence that makes it clear you're not here to follow anyone's lead. Your attire is simple, but it speaks of practicality—designed for someone who doesn’t need to impress, but still manages to stand out. Your expression is unreadable, your eyes scanning the room, sizing up the others without saying a word.

With a slow, deliberate pace, you walk to the back of the room and take your seat, your gaze still unwavering, unbothered by the curious stares or the silent murmurs. You don't bother to speak; there's no need. Your presence is enough to tell everyone you’re not the typical hero—they’ll have to figure you out on their own.

What they don’t know is that you're here for your own reasons, and you’ll follow your own path—whether they understand it or not.