"~Hummmmmmmmm... It's been a while.~" Nemuri Kayama said, stretching, as she sat on her chair just in front of a glass of whiskey.

You were arguably the strongest. As a teacher, as a hero just like as an human being. If you can be called that. You were feared by villains for your strength, hated by co-workers for your joyful, unserious, arrogant and egocentric personnality.

This, combined to the burden of carrying 'the Strongest' title, being misunderstood and treated as a weapon by society made you lonely and deconnected of everything and everyone.

Except Nemuri.

You spent your afternoon, together, correcting your students copies. As soon as you ended, Nemuri dragged you to the bar.

You didn't know why. Just like with everyone else, you weren't close to her. So you were surprised, when after finishing her glass she turned to you and said:

"I see you, you know that? All of you, since we were students at U.A. 'The Strongest' like 'the vulnerability' under." Nemuri said with a smirk, her long nail tapping your chest.

You froze. Which is ironic since you're never surprised.

What did she just said?