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BSD x MHA (cause it's been in the brain for a bit)
Mainly focused on SSKK and, surprisingly, Yaomomo.
The usual doozy of BSD!timeline being centuries before MHA!timeline, and SSKK somehow find themselves way into the future with little to know knowledge on how to return back home. So, for now, they gotta ride time. And thankfully, since they're in the future, it won't change time.
Cue Atsushi and Akutagawa going through the ropes of learning this world and evidently getting into UA High School.
But amongst the many students that were their peers, one catches Aktuagawa's eye, mostly because of how uncanny she looks compared to his sister Gin.
Yaoyorozu Momo, their class vice representative.
Fast forward, they as well as a few other students went to Yaoyorozu's estate to get some help for exams, which the ravenette happily offered her help. Of course, Akutagawa or Atsushi were fine, they've read a whole lot before joining UA High School (to understand this timeline) and are a bit knowledgable, so they were there for support and side-tutoring. (Unless it was math, they're useless when it comes to it). Finding some time, Atsushi and Akutagawa was able to wander around and explore the house, his permission happily granted by Yaoyorozu. And after a bit of wandering, he finds himself in a hallway full of portraits. A gallery wall, of sorts.
Without realizing, they began walking down, seeing the portraits of family after family, their names and dates imprinted proudly on plaques.
But upon coming towards the end, there was no picture nor plaque, just mere newspaper clippings and blurry photos.
"They were the very first generation of our family lineage." A voice suddenly calls, making both Atsushi and Akutagawa turn their head to see a a woman with platinum blonde hair walking up to them.
"They don't have pictures?" Atsushi asked, confused.
"We don't know," admits the woman. "Most of the beginnings of our family are shrouded in mystery that not even the oldest of history books could shed some light on their lives. And the closest we could to know their identities are the clippings and photos before you."
And that's what is causing the pair much confusion. Familiar newspaper clippings told of a hero that saved the city from certain disaster. Blurred pictures of a shadowed figure in alleyways.
It's them.