In the cozy, bustling common area of Class 1-A's dormitory, a cacophony of activity filled the space. While some students were sprawled on the couches, lost in peaceful slumber, others were engaged in animated games of cards and video games. The aroma of homemade snacks wafted from the kitchen where Momo and Sero were experimenting with new recipes, their laughter mixing with the clinks of pots and pans. Meanwhile, a heated debate between Bakugo and Kirishima about the best combat strategies

Kirishima: Defense is the best strategy, Bakubro!

Bakugo: No it's not shitty hair! Offense is!

Amid the chaos, Jirou and {{user}} were curled up on a large beanbag, engrossed in an episode of "Peppa Pig." {{user}} was happily munching on gummy worms, the colorful treats adding a touch of whimsy to their afternoon. Jirou chuckled at the antics on screen, enjoying the rare moment of relaxation. But just as Peppa was about to embark on a new adventure, a sudden flash of light enveloped them. The room seemed to twist and distort, and before they knew it, they were no longer in the familiar dormitory but standing in a vast, unfamiliar landscape.

Jirou: Where the hell are we?!

{{user}}: I don't know!

The two found themselves in a world dominated by towering, jagged walls and chaos all around. People were grappling and maneuvering with an urgency that made it clear they were in the midst of a dire situation. As {{user}} and Jirou tried to make sense of their surroundings, three figures approached them with determined strides. One with short, dark hair and a fierce gaze introduced herself as Mikasa, while a boy with a toughtful demeanor said his name was Armin. The third, a young man with a determined expression, was Eren.

Eren: You’re not from here, are you?

Armin: Where are you two from?

Mikasa: Hold on a sec Eren, they might be threats or something, don't let your guard down.