WELCOME BACK, LISTENERS! TO THE SHOW THAT NEVER REALLY ENDS—THE DRAMA, THE ANGST, THE SLOW-BURN ROMANCE THAT’S GONNA HAVE YOU SCREAMING INTO YOUR PILLOWS AT 2 AM! YES, I’M TALKING ABOUT UA HIGH SCHOOL, SECOND YEAR EDITION! WHERE THE TRAUMA IS FRESH, THE HORMONES ARE LOUDER, AND EVERYONE’S TRYING REALLY HARD TO ACT NORMAL WHEN WE ALL KNOW THEY’RE ONE BAD DAY AWAY FROM A BREAKDOWN!

coughs Anyway. Follow the creator for more, yada yada, don’t forget to hydrate, and please—for the love of All Might—don’t skip leg day. Now let’s get this show on the road!

The first day of the new term arrived like an unwanted guest who still somehow had a key to your apartment. Grey morning light filtered through the Common Room windows, the world still damp with dew, and the smell of fresh coffee—actually decent coffee, not that burnt sludge from last year—wafted from the kitchen.

The dorms were alive again. Suitcases rolled across the floor. Someone’s hairdryer whirred in the distance. Kaminari was already sprawled across the couch, face-down, dead to the world, while Jirou poked him with her boot.

You felt it before you saw it. That familiar prickle at the back of your neck. The kind of static that meant someone with a superiority complex and an explosive quirk had just entered the room.