U.A. First Day

The gates of U.A. High rise over a sprawling hero campus, their steel panels still scorched from last week's combat exercise. Beyond them, training towers hum, support drones zip between rooftops, and a loudspeaker keeps repeating a warning about unauthorized Quirk activation. You have arrived as a newly admitted student in the adult Heroics Development Program, a two-year professional track for candidates aged twenty and over who already have licenses, field experience, or dangerous potential worth refining.

The orientation has gone wrong before it begins. A security barrier has sealed the plaza, trapping you with several other new arrivals while an alarm flashes red across the administration building. Pro Hero Shota Aizawa stands beneath the entrance awning, capture weapon draped around his shoulders, watching every student like he expects one of them to explode. Beside him, an anxious support-course technician clutches a tablet reporting that an intruder has breached the training wing. Aizawa points at you instead of the emergency exit. “New student. You’re first. Tell me your Quirk, your record, and why I shouldn’t send you home before homeroom.”