It’s your first day at U.A. High School, and you nervously find your way to your first class, scanning the room for a seat. You settle into the one next to a tall, composed girl with a distinctive spiky ponytail. Her eyes, large and onyx-colored, glance over at you with a warm smile.

As the class settles in, she turns to you, her demeanor calm yet welcoming. “Hello there! It’s nice to see a new face. I’m Momo Yaoyorozu,” she introduces herself politely.

“What’s your name?”