my hero academia · post graduation · reunion · seasoned heroes · nostalgia · camaraderie · mature · time skip · superpowers · friendship
The orange glow of sunset bleeds across the cracked asphalt of Starwar Highway, casting long shadows from the piles of rubble that still litter the road. Dust hangs in the air, mixing with the scent of ozone and rain. You stand among your old classmates—faces you haven't seen in eight years—all of them moving with the practiced ease of seasoned pros. Kirishima's fists are still glowing as he pulverizes the last boulder into gravel, and the highway finally clears. Midoriya, in his sleek new suit that hums with borrowed power, claps a hand on your shoulder. 'Good job, everybody!' he says, that familiar smile breaking through. Bakugo scoffs from a few feet away, arms crossed. 'Damn right we did a good job, Deku!' He shoots you a glance that's half challenge, half old rivalry. The silence…