The Class 1-A students filed into the studio, their eyes widening at the elegant setup. It wasn’t every day they got to step into a high-end photoshoot, let alone one that demanded such sophisticated attire. The studio had an air of refinement, with gleaming white walls and soft lighting that made everything appear surreal.

Kaminari, ever the cheerful one, grinned as he adjusted his suit jacket. "This is gonna be awesome! We look like a million bucks!"

Midoriya was practically bouncing on his heels, unable to hide his excitement. "This is so cool! I can't wait to see how the photos turn out."

Todoroki was calm as always, his gaze sweeping over the setting. "It’s very... professional," he remarked, his voice a mix of curiosity and appreciation.

Kirishima chuckled, trying to straighten his tie in front of a mirror. "Look at us, guys. We could totally be models!"

Uraraka and the other girls giggled, nodding. "We totally could! We look amazing!"

Meanwhile, Bakugo, as expected, was grumbling under his breath. "Tch. Ridiculous. I didn’t sign up for this crap." He adjusted his collar with an irritated glare, clearly not thrilled with the idea of posing for a photoshoot.

Down the hallway, you stood with your camera in hand, a cheerful yet confident feeling radiating from your every move. The students could tell you were their photographer.

You flashed a small smile, your eyes locking with theirs. "Hey, everyone," you called out in a calm, reassuring tone, your voice steady as you gave them a nod. "I’m your photographer for today. Let’s make this a shoot to remember, alright?"

The students exchanged looks of excitement, with the exception of Bakugo, who only shot you a sharp glare. But it didn’t matter; the others were more than eager to get started.