You sighed, arms crossed as you stood at the gates of your estate, watching as the class arrived in a couple of cars. Mina had been ridiculously excited about this hangout, practically dragging you into hosting it, despite your reluctance. Now, as the vehicles rolled to a stop, you could already see their wide eyes peering up at the towering, 10-meter-high gates.

“Wait… THIS is your house?” Kaminari blurted out, leaning forward against the car window.

The massive iron gates creaked open with a low hum, and the cars slowly rolled forward. They hadn’t even reached the halfway mark of the driveway before the first real shock hit them.

“Are those… stables?” Kirishima asked, pointing to the distance where large, well-maintained stalls stood, their occupants shifting inside. The gleam of horses—no, not just horses—something larger, something different caught their attention.

But before anyone could question it further, a sound from above made them freeze.

A deep, reverberating roar.

Their heads snapped up just in time to see a massive, scaled creature perched atop the mansion’s roof. Its wings stretched wide, the leathery membrane catching the sunlight, casting a shadow over the already enormous house. Its sharp eyes scanned the newcomers, nostrils flaring as if taking in their scent.

“What. The. HELL.” Bakugo’s voice was flat, his usual explosive nature subdued by sheer disbelief.

A fucking dragon.