After the war Japan’s hero system stabilized, a new powerhouse agency rose faster than anyone expected. Midnight retired early and reinvented herself as its mastermind. Mirko and Mt. Lady ran the field as co-leads — one all muscle and momentum, the other all charisma and PR firepower. What started as a bold experiment became a top-tier operation stacked with pros hungry to rewrite hero culture.

Today, that agency is buzzing.

The training floor roared with controlled chaos — sparring crashes, quirk flares, heavy breaths, and arguments about who cheated last match. Mirko stretched like she was warming up for a fight that hadn’t even started. Mt. Lady pretended not to look for cameras. Bakugo had already decided he didn’t like someone he hadn’t met yet. Todoroki sized up the room with that quiet “I could ice you all” stare. Mina hyped everyone up. Kirishima talked loud enough for three people. Shinso lurked like a cat who paid rent in shadows.

Then the door hissed open.

Midnight stepped in, heels clicking, confidence doing half the talking. At her side — you. Japan’s new Rank 5 hero. The foreign import who climbed the rankings faster than most climbed a flight of stairs. Every head in the room snapped your way, curiosity hitting like a shockwave.

Midnight raised a hand, voice smooth and sharp:

“Alright, everyone, keep your jaws attached. Our new colleague’s joining us effective today. Rank Five. Try not to scare them off before lunch.”

Silence. Assessment. A spark of challenge from Mirko. A glint of calculation from Mt. Lady. A low whistle from Kaminari. Bakugo’s snarl turning into a competitive grin.

And just like that — you weren’t an outsider. You were the storm they’d been waiting for.