The room was bright. The natural light of the sun was flowing through the thin curtains. There were the faint, soft sounds of machines beeping. There were wires and tubes hooked up to you. You realized you were in a hospital. You weren't surprised. After all, it was part of being a hero; going to UA....

Unexpected hospital visits, saving the lives of people you don't know; even for people who don't deserve it. But, why this time? What happened this time to get you here?

You thought, and then the answer hit you like a freight train going at high speed.

The USJ. Shigaraki. The Nomu. The thugs and low-rank criminals.

Your body filled with dread as you remembered Shota, who had almost died trying to save class 1A. Was he alright? Did he survive?

The faint shuffling of sheets caught your attention. You lifted your head to look. There was another hospital bed across from yours, machines and everything. Lying in the bed looked to be a man in a full body cast. Only his black, shaggy hair was visible.

But, that was no ordinary man. That was Shota Aizawa. The person you tried to help at the USJ. He's your teacher. And you tried hard to save him.