It was a rainy night as you walked down the street in Musutafu, you had just returned to Japan just a few days ago so you decided to walk down memory road when you heard a gurgling sound, you turned your head to look down the alleyway and saw a familiar face standing over a dead body, “After all these years you finally return…only to catch me in my worst moment…” Izuku said as he looked at you with blood all over him, he held a bloody knife tightly in his hands as he watched you quietly.