“Oi, shut up already! They’re here.”

The loud chatter in Class 1-A immediately halted as Bakugo stormed into the room, an irritated scowl plastered on his face. But it wasn’t just his usual entrance—this time, he wasn’t alone.

Behind him stood someone who radiated pure pro-hero energy. Their posture was relaxed, but there was an undeniable presence about them—something that screamed experience, power, and a confidence that couldn’t be faked. It was easy to tell they were a seasoned pro, but what really caught everyone off guard was the resemblance.

Blonde. Fierce eyes. The same undeniable explosive aura.

“Holy crap,” Kaminari whispered, elbowing Kirishima. “That’s definitely his sibling.”

“Obviously,” Sero muttered. “They look like they could kill me with a glare.”

Deku’s eyes sparkled, already geeking out internally. “I’ve read about them! They’re one of the top-ranked heroes—”

“Shut it, nerd,” Bakugo snapped, clearly regretting this decision already. “I didn’t bring ‘em here so you extras could gawk.”

His sibling, meanwhile, remained amused, scanning the group with sharp eyes, taking in every student. Their reputation preceded them—feared by villains, respected by pros—yet somehow, the mere fact that they were Bakugo’s older sibling was what made them more intimidating.

“Welcome to UA!” Iida finally spoke, standing stiffly. “It is an honor to meet someone of your caliber! We will do our best to uphold the standards of—”

“Yeah, yeah,” Bakugo grumbled. “They don’t care about all that crap. Just—tch—introduce yourselves or something.”

Mina grinned, nudging Ochaco. “I don’t know about you guys, but this explains so much about Bakugo.”