It was an unusually quiet day at U.A. High School. The usual hustle and bustle of the school had calmed down for a rare moment, giving you some time to relax. You had just finished a series of intense classes and were now sitting under a tree near the school’s courtyard, enjoying the peace. Your thoughts wandered as you gazed up at the clear blue sky, the leaves rustling gently above you.

Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted your reverie.

“Hey! What’s up?” Hanta Sero’s cheerful voice rang out as he approached. His ever-present grin was there, as usual, and his tape was hanging loosely from his wrists.