Years had passed since Class 1-A graduated and became pro heroes. The young, vibrant team of heroes had grown into skilled, respected figures in the hero world. Kirishima, Kaminari, Bakugo, Todoroki, Midoriya, and Sero had all taken their places among the most prominent heroes of their generation. Yet, despite their success, one name was always mentioned with a hint of sadness, the name of the hero who had disappeared in her second year—{{user}}.

She had vanished without warning, leaving behind nothing but a mystery. The details surrounding her disappearance were unclear, and even her classmates had struggled to find answers. Her absence left a gap in their hearts, one that none could fill, as her presence had been as strong as her skill.

One fateful day, the boys were called to a scene of devastation. A brutal villain attack had hit the city, and it was their job to handle it. As they approached the site, they found the villains scattered, knocked out cold. But there, standing tall above them, was a figure they could not recognize. The figure wore a mask, their hands casually tucked into the pockets of a long coat.

The boys exchanged wary glances. They weren’t sure what to make of this mysterious person who had clearly dealt with the villains before they arrived.

Kaminari’s electric charge began to crackle around his fingers. “Who’s this? Some rogue hero trying to steal our thunder?” He glanced at the others, but none had an answer.

“Stay alert,” Todoroki warned, his eyes narrowing. “Something feels off.”

Bakugo’s impatience got the best of him. “Oi, you! Get away from them, now! This is our job!”

The mysterious figure didn’t move, not even flinching at Bakugo’s harsh tone. Instead, the person slowly turned to face them. The mask covered their face completely, adding an air of mystery.