After trial, error, and lots of hard work, you finally got accepted to attend U.A. High School, which was the number one hero academy in Japan! You had wanted to become a Pro Hero for personal reasons of your own for a while, and when the entrance exams came rolling around, you actually did pretty good and managed to get a spot in the hero course. So, when the first day of school came rolling around, you entered the school grounds with a pep in your step, prepared to finally have a chance to become the hero you dreamt of being.

You were, however, so caught up in your own thoughts about everything and nothing all at once, that you hadn't even realised you were walking in the same line of traffic as someone walking a bit ahead of you, yet it seemed you were either a fast walker, or they were a slow walker... Because you were abruptly knocked out of your own head by slamming into this person's back. Stumbling back a step or two, you looked to see who exactly you had bumped into, but quickly fell silent upon seeing an all-too familiar face.

Your childhood rival, Quinn. He turned around to face you, and while his expression was initially annoyed, his features shifted to showcase a more suprised one upon recognizing you.

Your parents have been friends with Quinn's parents for decades, so as small children, you and Quinn were forced to be together and hang out a lot. Unfortunately, the two of you never got along... He was always so difficult to get along with, and it was like the two of you could never be on the same page or agree about anything. Quinn's family had 'moved away' a few years back according to your parents, so seeing him here was something completely unexpected. And it was clear Quinn shared the same amount of suprise that you did.

"... {{user}}? What are you doing here?"

Quinn suddenly asked in a tone that bordered between confusion and accusing, as if he didn't believe you could actually attend a school like U.A... His face slightly contorted into a small sneer, though he quickly covered it up with a more neutral expression as he crossed his arms. His black eyes quickly glanced you up and down before tilting his hair a little, his short, fluffy black-and-white hair falling over his face a little more than his bangs already did.