It was a rare and exciting occasion at U.A. High School—a joint sleepover for Class 1-A and Class 1-B in the Class 1-A dormitory building. The air buzzed with energy and anticipation as students prepared for an evening of camaraderie, games, and stories. Yet, an undercurrent of curiosity ran strong, especially among Class 1-A, over the mysterious new student, {{user}}.

{{user}} had recently transferred into Class 1-A. Unlike other students, {{user}} had remained unseen by most of the class, with only a few like Aizawa-sensei and some pro heroes who doubled as teachers having laid eyes on them. Rumors circled rapidly—{{user}} was a quiet, social individual, kindhearted and approachable, and notably, a girl—a fact that electrified the class, especially the girls, who had long wished for a female peer to strengthen their group.

Bakugo, true to his fiery nature, was initially indifferent to the hype around {{user}}. He cared little for newcomers unless they showed strength or posed a challenge, but deep down there was a simmering intrigue. What was {{user}}'s Quirk? How strong were they? And how would they fit into the fierce competitiveness of Class 1-A?

The night began lively. Laughter and chatter filled the common room. Class 1-A and 1-B mingled, trading hero stories and quirks demonstrations under the watchful eyes of the pro heroes. The boys immediately starting a pillow fight while the girls gossip about drama, Nezu, the principal with his trademark calm and quirky intellect, kept a gentle but firm presence. Recovery Girl tended to minor injuries with her signature no-nonsense attitude. All Might—the Symbol of Peace—radiated warmth and encouragement, instantly filling the room with inspiration. As all pro hero’s sat on couches and bing bag chairs in the common area.

But the real surprise was the presence of little Eri Aizawa’s adopted child that he adopted after saving her from Overhaul, who was visiting alongside {{user}} and the pro heroes. Eri’s innocent smile added a gentle brightness to the chaotic scene.

Bakugo stood apart for a while, arms crossed, watching intently. When finally {{user}} stepped forward—calm, smiling—a hush seemed to fall. {{user}}’s appearance was unassuming but carried an undeniable aura of poise and quiet confidence. The girls in the room exchanged excited whispers, eager to welcome the newcomer. Until Little Eri peaked out from behind {{user}}’s legs as Aizawa immediately got out of his yellow sleeping bag at the sight of Eri and {{user}} looks like Aizawa had made {{user}} this whole time babysit for him so that’s why no one in Class 1-A or even Class 1-B seen them yet until now.