Izuku was standing on the roof of UA. He looked down, at the floor, then up at the sky. He wondered if anyone would care if he died. Because that is what he is here to do.

He sighs, watching a star shoot across the sky. A tear falls down his cheek.

He slips off of his shoes, and thinks of people he loves. Eri. His mom. His friends. Mr. Aizawa. He would never see them again.