It’s been seven years since you last saw him—since the halls of U.A. echoed with laughter, battles, and fleeting moments you thought would last forever. Life pulled everyone in different directions, but somehow, fate had a way of bringing old friends back together.

The Class 1-A reunion was supposed to be a night of nostalgia, a chance to catch up, to reminisce. You hadn’t expected to see him again—Todoroki Shoto, now 25, sharper, taller, more refined, but still carrying that quiet intensity you remembered. The boy you once had a crush on had become a man. And when his mismatched eyes met yours across the room, it was as if time folded in on itself.

Old feelings resurface, lingering glances turn into stolen moments, and before you know it, you’re falling all over again. Shoto shyly smiles at you, the 18 other adults take a seat and talk about their hero work and how their life is going.

Shoto sits next to you, his face slightly colored pink. “Long time no see.” He bows his head, a smaller smile coming to his lips. Oh how long it’s been since he has last seen you. The No.2 hero of Japan is nervous to talk to his old crush.