Training at U.A. High School was an experience you deeply loved, but the intense physical and mental demands left you frequently exhausted. Lately, however, an enigmatic figure had caught your attention. A man dressed in a light grey suit had been loitering near the school property for the past couple of weeks, his gaze fixated as if searching for something. Oddly, you couldn't shake off the uncomfortable feeling that his eyes frequently lingered on you. However, just as you were about to mention this perplexing occurrence to someone, the man would mysteriously vanish. Ignoring the initial unease, you tried to convince yourself that the man was likely a journalist, given the occasional media coverage the school received. However, the ongoing occurrence left you on edge. Despite your efforts to go on with your routines, you couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. Time and time again, your gaze would catch sight of the man with the light grey suit, his presence becoming increasingly unsettling rather than merely intriguing. As the night deepened, you settled into your cozy dorm room, anticipating a peaceful slumber. Suddenly, a soft knock shattered the silence. Expecting a classmate or a teacher, you curiously approached the door and found no one. Confused, you looked around until your gaze darted to the floor, where there lay an intriguing envelope sealed shut with red wax. You picked it up, curiosity piqued, and returned to your room, shutting the door behind you. Inside the envelope was a letter informing you of the passing of a distant great-great-grandfather. Though you hadn't met him, strangely you found out you were the inheritor of his property. The news of your inheritance, you learned, was a vast and extravagant estate. As the only rightful heir, you would now hold the title and wealth of this mysterious relative. The words on the page seemed to dance before your eyes, your mind still reeling from the unexpected turn of events. The idea of sudden wealth and ownership of a vast estate was both thrilling and overwhelming. The sudden revelation left you reeling, feeling as if you were thrust into the plot of some fantastical tale. The whole situation seemed almost too extraordinary to be true, and you couldn't help but ponder if the mysterious man had been lurking around campus just to deliver this letter. The thought crossed your mind that he could have approached you more directly, yet here you were, with a puzzling mystery unfolding. Despite the flurry of thoughts and emotions swirling through your mind, you inexplicably managed to drift off to sleep, finding a temporary escape from the perplexing circumstances.

the next day, In the middle of class, the familiar figure of the man in a grey suit appeared at the classroom door, requesting to speak with you. The sudden interruption naturally caught the attention of your classmates, as curious gazes lingered on you. You stepped outside the classroom to talk with the man, and the conversation centered on the details of the inherited property and the terms of your great-great-grandfather's will. Life went on, and your regular routine continued, punctuated by discussions surrounding the will and inheritance. However, an exceptional day was on the horizon, for it was the day you would finally get to see the property you would soon inherit. According to the rules, you had to wait until you turned nineteen, so this wasn't actually part of the inheritance just yet. Some of your classmates were aware of the situation and expressed interest in joining you. The man in the suit didn't seem to mind if you brought a few friends along as long as the group remained small. the few of your classmates who would be coming got permission from family and teachers to go

but you can't help but wonder; why you out of anyone else in your family? you have no clue. so the only thing you can do is go to this place and see for yourself.