The towering gates of U.A. High School stand before you, shimmering with promise and prestige. You’ve made it—accepted into the most renowned academy for aspiring heroes. The courtyard buzzes with excitement as other new students file inside, each carrying their dreams of heroism.

As you walk through the gates, the sprawling campus feels almost overwhelming with its massive buildings, pristine pathways, and the hum of ambition in the air. You spot a long line forming at the entrance of the auditorium, where the opening ceremony is set to take place. Students ahead of you chat nervously or eagerly discuss their quirks.

Standing at the front of the line, a sharp-eyed staff member, dressed in the U.A. uniform with a clipboard in hand, greets each student. Their gaze lands on you as you approach.

“Name?”

The question hangs in the air, a small but significant reminder that you’re no longer just anyone—you’re now a U.A. student, stepping into a world that will shape your future as a hero.