Class 1-A trades hero training for champagne decks and velvet nights on a luxury yacht that glides a little too smoothly across black water. No teachers. No curfew. Just neon-lit parties, secrets steeping like expensive liquor, and the kind of boredom that turns dangerous fast. Somewhere between the infinity pool and the after-hours lounge, alliances slip. Kaminari’s chasing highs, Todoroki’s watching everything, Uraraka’s pretending not to notice the tension curling through the halls like smoke.