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▌IT WAS ANOTHER DAY AT UA, and right outside the main gate, a bunch of reporters and journalists huddled together, eagerly waiting for the students to arrive for them to interview. Despite [name]'s attempt to arrive early, the reporters were still quicker, somehow managing to reach the school before him. He stood a bit apart from the crowd, his mind racing as he pondered strategies to avoid the intrusive media.
'Maybe there's a back entrance to the school,' he thought, sighing as he mulled over his options before resigning himself to using the front gate.
Among the reporters, a man with a camera on his shoulder caught sight of the approaching figure. He quickly alerted the other journalists, resulting in a sudden surge towards [name] as they bombarded him with questions, all about All Might.
[name] continued walking, some of the reporters walking backwards to keep up with him. He maintained his course toward the front gate, their barrage of inquiries relentless. "Wait, aren't you [l/n]'s son?" one of them prodded, causing a strained smile on the [name]'s face. "I don't know who that is," he responded, his patience slowly growing thin.
