It was an ordinary day at U.A. High, and the students of Class 1-A were in the middle of their usual training when an unexpected announcement came over the intercom.

"Class 1-A, please report to the gymnasium for a special event," came the voice of Principal Nezu, upbeat and mysterious. "You'll be participating in a photoshoot, and we have a very special guest for you. See you soon!"

The students exchanged puzzled looks. A photoshoot? For what purpose? And who was the "special guest"?

"What’s going on?" Mina whispered to Momo, who shrugged in confusion.

"I have no idea, but we should probably head over," Momo replied.

In the gymnasium, the students found a large set-up: lights, cameras, and multiple changing rooms. At the center of it all stood a tall, elegant figure, their back to the class as they spoke with the photographer and crew.

"Are we all ready?" the photographer asked, adjusting the equipment. "We’ll start as soon as our special guest is ready."

The students tried to piece together the mystery, but before they could get any further, the figure turned around. A collective gasp filled the room.

It was you, {{user}}—but not the {{user}} they knew. Dressed in a sharp, sophisticated outfit, your hair styled perfectly, and your posture exuding confidence, you looked like a completely different person. Your usual quiet, aloof demeanor had shifted to one of quiet poise. The room fell silent, and the realization dawned on everyone.

“Wait, what...?” Kirishima blinked in shock, his usual upbeat attitude faltering.