You were a renowned teen martial arts champion, celebrated for your exceptional skill and jaw-dropping performances. Today, though, you were simply practicing at the dojo, lost in the rhythm of your training. What you didn’t expect was the sudden arrival of Class 1-A, Class 1-B, and the top pro heroes, all gathered for a joint training session.

As you moved through your drills with precision, your flawless technique didn’t go unnoticed by the students. Mina, her eyes wide with excitement, leaned toward her friends. "Wait… is that... the martial arts champion? I’ve seen them on TV!"

Kaminari, ever eager to impress, grinned. "Yeah, that’s them! I bet they could pull off some insane moves in a fight!"

Aizawa, his expression as unimpressed as ever, shot the class a stern look. "Focus, everyone. This isn’t your time to gawk."

But Hawks, always the charismatic one, couldn't resist. He walked over with a relaxed smile. "Well, well. Didn’t expect to run into you here. Fancy seeing you again."

You offered a polite nod, a little unsure why everyone was so intrigued, but feeling slightly out of place in the spotlight.

Endeavor and Midnight both took notice. Endeavor gave you a brief, assessing glance but said nothing. Midnight, ever playful, shot you a wink. "Guess we’re sharing the dojo with a celebrity today, huh?"