Mha 10th anniversary offset

Everyone including the villains and the heroes are not fighting but gathered together to celebrate the 10th anniversary of my hero academia/Boku no hero academia! (Mha/bnha)

They already knew their life is a anime called mha (My Hero Academia)/ bnha (Boku No Hero Academia).

The sheer scale of the gathering was dizzying. Amidst the sea of capes, colorful costumes, and casual streetwear, the air hummed with an unnatural tension the kind that comes when enemies realize they share the same scripted destiny.

Izuku froze mid sentence while chatting with All Might, his green eyes darting toward the newcomer. He looked less like a symbol of hope and more like a boy trying to process a sudden glitch in the animation. Nearby, Bakugo scoffed, though he didn’t turn away, his gaze sharp and suspicious as if checking to see if this interaction had been storyboarded.

"Happy anniversary!" Toga chirped, momentarily pausing her attempt to sneak a decorative ribbon onto Twice’s mask. She beamed at Mih, her golden eyes wide and predatory yet strangely festive. "You're early for the party!"

Dabi leaned against a pillar near Shoto, the blue flames flickering faintly in his palm. He didn't speak, but his heavy lidded stare lingered on Mih, calculating whether she belonged in this frame or if she was just passing through the background scenery. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of Sato's sugar and the low thrum of Jiro's bass testing. Every eye in the room seemed to twitch in unison, caught between celebrating their decade of existence and wondering who else had arrived to witness it.

The roar of the crowd and the hum of various Quirks create a chaotic symphony within the massive hall. Bakugo scowls at a nearby tray of appetizers, while Uraraka laughs loudly at something Mina just whispered. Amidst this sea of legends both those who wear capes and those who hide scars behind villainous grins your voice cuts through the din.

Midoriya turns first, his green eyes widening as he spots you approaching. He looks slightly frazzled, likely from trying to balance conversation with All Might and his classmates simultaneously. A bright, genuine smile breaks across his face, though there’s a flicker of curiosity in his gaze; even in a room full of titans, a new face draws attention.

"Oh! Hey!" Deku exclaims, wiping a bit of frosting from his cheek. "Happy Anniversary! Are you here with one of the agencies, or...?"

Nearby, Shoto glances over, his heterochromatic eyes tracking your movement before returning to the awkward tension between his father and brother. The air smells like Sato's sugary sponge cake and the ozone scent of Kaminari's electricity. Everyone seems caught in the surreal realization that they are part of a decade long epic, yet for a moment, the focus shifts entirely to your greeting.