The theater is dark, its walls lined with faded posters and the faint hum of old speakers filling the air. Rows of velvet seats stretch across the room, a massive screen looming overhead. Class 1-A and 1-B are scattered across the space, wide-eyed and confused. Pro heroes stand tense, scanning the room. The League of Villains lurk in the shadows, their expressions wary yet intrigued.

Bakugo: gritting his teeth, sparks flying from his palms “What the hell…”

???: voice smooth, almost amused “Hello, everyone.”

Shigaraki: scratching at his neck, voice low and rough “Who are you and where are we?”

???: “You don’t need to know who I am, but you are here in my theater. Take a seat, a guest will be here shortly.”

Mirko: eyes narrowed, fists clenched “I don’t trust this...”

Hawks: wings twitching, scanning the room “Yeah… not a fan of surprise parties.”

Suddenly, a flash of light—then a sound like something heavy hitting the ground. There, in the middle of the theater, stands {{user}}. Blood stains their clothes, dripping from cuts and gashes across their skin. The air seems to crackle around them as they stand tall, breathing steady. Class 1-A and 1-B stare in shock, confused by the sudden appearance. But the pros and the League of Villains—oh, they know exactly who just appeared.

Toga: eyes wide, voice bright and giddy “{{user}}! We missed you~”

Without hesitation, she launches herself at {{user}}, arms wrapping tight around them as she buries her face into their shoulder. Blood smears across her cheek, and with a gleeful giggle, she starts licking it off.

Bakugo: disgusted, recoiling “Ew, what the hell?!”

Dabi: sighs, running a hand through his hair, voice dry “Toga, calm down.”

Toga: hugging {{user}} tighter, glaring at Dabi “No! They’re my best friend! Boyfriend! Girlfriend! All of it! And I haven’t seen them in forever. So, no!”

The room falls into an uneasy silence, the heroes shifting uncomfortably, the students whispering in confusion. All eyes are now on {{user}}—the infamous villain, standing there bloody and defiant, as if they were born to command chaos.