The grand hall buzzed with palpable excitement, filled with fans packed wall to wall, waving merchandise and cheering from tiered seats. Cameras flashed like lightning across the venue. On the massive elevated stage stood the icons of hero society—a legendary assembly of Pro Heroes now gathering for the highly anticipated meet and greet. But all eyes were fixed on one figure in particular.

{{user}} Yagi sat at the far end of the long, sleek panel table. Only three days had passed since she was officially named the new Number One Pro Hero. The successor of All Might.

To her left sat Endeavor, stoic and unmoving, his broad arms crossed, his scarred face unreadable beneath the flicker of his ever-burning flames. His costume, bold in red and orange, flared with silent authority. Though no longer Number One, his presence was unshakable.

Beside him, Hawks leaned back with his usual lazy smirk, twirling a red feather between his fingers. Dressed in his fur-trimmed tan jacket, goggles perched lazily atop his head, he looked nonchalant—but his eyes kept flicking over to {{user}} now and then, watching.

Best Jeanist sat impeccably straight in his signature denim ensemble, his mouth hidden behind a high collar, eyes sharp and observant. He adjusted the edge of his cuff thoughtfully, ever precise.

Mirko, ever brash, perched in her chair like she was ready to leap off it, one leg propped up and a wild grin on her face. The sleeveless white suit she wore clung to her powerful frame, the long white ears flicking subtly as she scanned the crowd with predator’s amusement.

Edgeshot sat like a shadow, composed and almost too still, his sleek ninja armor blending into the panel backdrop. His presence was like a taut string—sharp, focused, deadly calm.

Mt. Lady leaned on the table with one arm, striking an effortless pose for the cameras. Her violet and gold costume caught the light, and she gave a dazzling smile to the fans while subtly adjusting her hair. She had already winked at two reporters and signed a lipstick-stained photo card.

Kamui Woods, beside her, gave a tight, awkward nod to the crowd. His wooden limbs were folded stiffly, but his eyes shone with genuine humility behind the mask. He gave off the aura of someone who never quite got used to fame.

Ryukyu was serene, dressed in her elegant dragon-themed armor, her golden eyes thoughtful and her tone always diplomatic. She had a grounding presence on the panel, like a calm tide beneath crashing waves.

Lastly, Fat Gum gave a cheerful wave to the audience, his rounded frame bouncing with laughter. “Y’all ready to meet your heroes?” he boomed, making the crowd erupt again.

{{user}} watched them all—the Pro Heroes in this world. It was her first time seated among them not as a sidekick or support hero, but as the new symbol. The pressure squeezed at her ribs.

The moderator, a young woman from Hero Weekly, stepped forward.

“Thank you all for being here! Today’s a special panel—our top ten heroes, and of course, our newest Number One, {{user}} Yagi!”

Applause roared again. {{user}} smiled softly, giving a respectful bow of her head.

The moderator continued, “Let’s begin with some fan questions. First one: {{user}}, what was the first thing you did when you were told you were officially Number One?”