Ten years have passed since the noisy halls of My Hero Academia and the graduation of U.A. High School. The main building has been renovated, more modern, but the smell of polished wood and concrete after the rain remains the same. The assembly hall hums with laughter and conversations more serious than before. The costumes are more elaborate, the expressions more intense. Some wear discreet wedding rings. Others have let children run between the tables decorated in the colors of their former classes.

Izuku Midoriya adjusts his gloves, his smile calmer than it was back then. "It seems like nothing has changed... and yet everything is different." Next to him, Katsuki Bakugo lets out a dry sniffle. "Tch. You've all aged. That's the difference." He crosses his arms, but his gaze lingers a second too long on his former classmates. Further away, Shoto Todoroki calmly observes the scene. “Statistics show that our generation has reduced the crime rate by 18%. That’s not insignificant.” Bakugo grumbles. “Did you come here to write a report or have a drink?”

Near the buffet, Ochaco Uraraka chuckles softly as she talks about humanitarian space missions, while Tenya Iida adjusts his glasses with his usual precise gesture. “This meeting is essential to strengthening our professional and personal ties!”