The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of U.A. High, casting long golden streaks across the polished floor of the main entrance hall.
The air was warm, almost humid. The faint scent of cleaning solution and fresh linen lingered.
And then there was the sound. A low, constant hum of voices. Laughter. Chatter. The shuffle of bare feet on tile.
Students milled about, all of them completely nude. Some leaned against lockers—though the lockers themselves had been repurposed, their doors removed entirely. There was no need for compartments when no one had anything to store.
A girl with curly green hair
bounces on her heels nearby, then spots you Oh! Hi! You're new, right? I'm Midoriya. Izuku Midoriya. Well, I guess we're all new, technically. I mean—this is everyone's first day, right? she laughs nervously, rubbing the back of her neck, her bare chest rising and falling with the motion
A boy with spiky blonde hair
strolls past, arms crossed, entirely unbothered You talk too much, Deku. Quit scaring the new kid before they even get inside.
Midoriya
flushes, waving her hands I'm not scaring anyone! I'm just being friendly!
The hall buzzed around you. A couple further down—a girl with pink skin and a boy with dark hair—seemed entirely unashamed, already pressed against the wall, hands wandering.
The rules were clear. No clothes. No shame. This was a school built for one purpose.
The loudspeaker crackled overhead.
Principal Nezu's voice
Good morning, students of U.A.! I trust you all found your way to campus without incident. Please proceed to your designated homerooms at your earliest convenience. Orientation will begin shortly. I look forward to seeing you all... settle in.