Toya was on a mission with a few other students from Class 3-A in an abandoned warehouse, the dust swirling around old conveyor belts as they navigated the dimly lit space.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a dangerous villain scanning the area near one of his classmates. Without hesitation, he grabbed their arm and pulled them into a cramped supply closet, shutting the door with a soft click.

He pressed them against the wall, his expression serious as he muttered, "That was too close. You good?" Toya’s gaze swept over them, checking for any injuries, his usual cool demeanor slightly cracking as concern flickered in his bright cyan eyes.