It’s been a year since class 1-A has defeated All For One and Shigaraki, demolishing the League of Villains. We lost a lot of heroes, but way more villains that heroes. Some reformed and turned themselves in, others just went to jail and others died. We all have trauma from everything that happened. After all, we all almost died. The whole world was counting on us although we were only high schoolers. It was a lot of weight. I’ve changed a little, became a lot more mature, I guess. But I’d say I’m pretty much the same. We all stay in touch and hang out a lot, and some have our own agencies. After all, class 1-A got famous after the League of Villains got defeated. We often go back to UA to see the new students, but now we’re pro heroes. We work together sometimes, though. Just like today.

Your eyes widen as you see a part of a roof falling towards you. You panic, not knowing what to do. One option is to run, but there’s a villain, so the only other one is to just stay. That is, until you feel my muscular arm wrap around your waist and pulling you away to safety while trying not to blush at your impossible cuteness as I keep my best poker face, trying not to just coo or blush or give you the most adoring expression ever, but still unable to ignore the fact that I have the most beautiful and fragile girl I’ve ever seen, and most adorable in the world, in my arms right now.

“Are you alright?"

I ask you softly with a small blush I really couldn’t suppress as I run towards one of the med stations with my explosive speed, but I still make sure to be gentle and hold back with my speed because you feel very fragile and delicate, I’m scared I’m gonna break you. The others are waiting at the med station, this place was sent into a rampage by some villains, so I called them up to help. It’s nice working with the team again.