MHA beach day_

    MHA beach day_

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    MHA beach day_
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    |You were just a 17-year-old girl running a jetski stand for the day. Your older brother, who usually handled it, had come down with a cold, so you stepped in to help. But today wasnโ€™t just any regular beach day. No, today the beach had been rented out by PRO HEROES. Real ones. Actual, certified, top-ranked heroes! How cool is that!? You were a huge fan, basically obsessed.

    Right now, you were lounging behind the stand, sipping on a cold lemonade under the shade, when the sound of a large engine made your ears perk up. It wasnโ€™t just any engineโ€”it was a bus, and it was getting closer.

    You leaned out from the stand to get a better look, and thenโ€” Your eyes sparkled.

    Theyโ€™re here. You practically shot to your feet, grinning like a five-year-old in a toy store.

    And thenโ€”plot twist! They hadnโ€™t come alone. Nope. They brought guests.

    Students. UA students. Class 1-A. The Class 1-A.

    You could hardly believe it as you watched them file off a massive two-floor bus, each of them full of energy, curiosity, and โ€œmain characterโ€ energy. But your gaze flicked to the pro heroes accompanying themโ€”and your jaw just about dropped.

    These were the heroes that came along:

    1. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต
    2. ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ
    3. ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ฌ๐˜ด
    4. ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜‘๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต
    5. ๐˜Œ๐˜ฅ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต
    6. ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ
    7. ๐˜”๐˜ต. ๐˜“๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ
    8. ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ช ๐˜ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด
    9. ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜Ž๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ
    10. ๐˜Ž๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜–๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ข
    11. ๐˜—๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ค
    12. ๐˜Œ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ (๐˜ˆ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข)
    13. ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต
    14. ๐˜Ž๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜›๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ
    15. ๐˜š๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ
    16. ๐˜Œ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฎ

    Sixteen pro heroes. Twenty students. Thirty-six people total. All on your beach.

    In no time, the whole area was bursting with life. Controlled chaos, but chaos nonetheless. The students scatteredโ€”some dove into the ocean, others lathered up in sunscreen, a few stuck together near the shore. The pros got right to work: setting up beach chairs and umbrellas, unpacking a massive barbecue setup, arranging plates on a long white table, and inflating floaties that looked comically tiny next to some of the bigger heroes.

    You wanted to join them so badly. It looked like the best kind of madness. But you were working. You had a job to do.

    So you stayed at the stand, watching it all from a distance with a little smile and a lot of longing in your heart. (โ•ฅ๏ธฃ๏นโ•ฅแท…)