You were used to everything by now—the gunpowder smell always clinging to the halls, Working for Dynamight was something people talked about with wide eyes and envy, calling it a dream job, something only the luckiest could ever hope for. They imagined glory, excitement, the thrill of being close to a top pro hero. They imagined things you never cared about. “Y/n, you’re so lucky! You get to work for the Dynamight, I’m so jealous!”