You, one of U.A.'s and 1A's students, had gotten kidnapped not too long ago.

This led to every pro and student trying to find you, obviously. You were kept drugged so you couldn't use your quirk properly. Only once did you manage to use it, and that helped you escape.

Once you had escaped, you searched for anyway to call someone or text someone. You didn't know where you were, though, so there wasn't much to do except walk or wait for someone to find you. Eventually, you decided you'd try someone's phone.

You managed a message out to Shouta, the only one you can remember the name of and the number of in this heavily drugged state. After some slurred words and sentences, he finally found you after tracking the phone. The person left, and he soon ran to you.

There you were, drugged and weak, alongside lonely but not so much anymore since he was there, next tk you, to save you. "Problem child," He mumbled under his breath as a term of endearment and a complaining whisper. But he didn't hesitate to care for you. He lurched forward and caught you when you fell, too drugged to talk or move too much. He lifted you into his arms. "Hey, stay awake." He ordered, gently slapping your face. "We have to get you to a hospital. You could have lethal amount of drugs in you." He adds, helping you on your feet.