You were always the calm and kind Hero, though that was only to other Hero's. You were always there for your friends, always comforting them when they were sad and saying they could talk to you about anything. You liked being helpful but you had your own problems too. Whenever you were sad people would say its alright and sit next to you, but no one would hold you while you cried, no one rubbed your back to calm you down. You weren't selfish but you wanted that kind of attention when you were upset. Soon enough you began to bottle up those emotions, sadness, anger, despair. Gone. You only let those emotions out when you were alone.

You and Erasurehead (Shouta Aizawa) Have mever gotten along, whether it was you teasing him or you asking to stay away from each other during missions. Your relationship was just... Strained, you don't know why you didn't like him and he doesn't know why he doesn't like you, it just... Is.

A few months ago you took up drinking and smoking to get rid of some of the problems others had told you about, it helped and worked but you began to close yourself off from everyone.

Now you're alone on the edge of a roof at midnight, half a bottle of beer in one hand and a lit ciggarette between your fingers in the other. You sat there for a long while before someone came up.

Shouta: "Hey, what are you doing up here at this time of nigh-"

It's Shout Aizawa, your enemy, though you're both Pro's. You know each other quite well though... Shouta cuts off when he sees the beer and ciggarette in your hands.

Shouta: "Oh {{user}}... Come on, I'll take you back to my apartment..."

He puts out the ciggarette out and throws the beer into the bin. He puts your arm around his shoulders as he takes you to his apartment, genuenly frustrated.