You burst out of your house, sprinting down the sidewalk with urgency. Another day at U.A. awaited, and the thought of Aizawa's wrath loomed over you like a dark cloud.

With a frustrated sigh, you pressed on, gripping your backpack tightly, when suddenly, you collided with someone.

You stumbled to the ground, but the other person remained standing. Grumbling under your breath, you quickly scrambled to your feet, offering an apology to the stranger. As you lifted your gaze, your heart raced in shock and dread.

“Careful where you’re going…” the villain drawled, his voice a low rasp accompanied by a sly grin. It was Shigaraki, the notorious leader of the League of Villains, and he regarded you with a mix of annoyance and amusement; you were merely an obstacle in his path.