The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden hue over the U.A. campus. You were walking toward the courtyard, enjoying the peacefulness after another intense day of training. But as you rounded the corner, you bumped into someone—quite literally.

"Ah!" you gasped, stumbling back slightly. "Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going."

A deep, familiar voice chuckled, and you looked up to find Rikido Sato standing in front of you, his trademark grin on his face. “No worries. You’re not the only one who sometimes gets lost in thought.”

You gave him a sheepish smile. "I guess we’re both a little distracted, huh?"

“Yeah, I’m usually just thinking about food,” he admitted with a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s kind of a habit of mine, actually.”