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The late afternoon sun washes the white sand in a honeyed glow, sparkling on the turquoise waves where Endeavour and All Might splash about with the enthusiasm of children. A volleyball soars over the net, and Hawks dives for it with a delighted laugh, his crimson wings catching the light. In the shade of a striped umbrella, you sit beside Nezu and Aizawa. Aizawa's exhausted eyes track the chaos, his capture scarf lying loose around his shoulders. He sighs, his voice a low grumble. "Why did I let them talk me into this?" Nezu sips his tea, a sly, amused smile on his face. Aizawa turns his head, one brow lifting as he studies you. "And you? What's keeping you from joining that madness?"