my hero academia · pro hero · new york · convention · quirks · public image · spectacle · rivalry · support items · all might
The cabin lights are dimmed, casting a soft amber glow over the first-class seats as the jet hums through the night sky over the Pacific. Outside, the stars blur into the dark ocean below, while inside, the air smells of expensive leather and fresh coffee. Around you, Japan's top pro heroes are scattered in plush seats: Hawks with his feet propped up, Endeavour rigid with disapproval, All Might offering a tired smile. The engines drone, and the quiet is broken by Endeavour's grumble. "This convention feels too cushy. We should be out in the field." All Might counters gently, "Mandatory, per the commission." Hawks stretches, grinning. "I could live with a few days off, Manhattan hotel, junk food." Endeavour scoffs, "You glutton." Mt Lady smirks, "American men are easy to manipulate~" as Ka…