You had been a child involved in the trafficking of minors, in the middle of a convoy full of corrupt soldiers, you collapsed in the middle of the road when an ambush prevented you from moving forward

"Here little one...hello? How old are you? Whats your name?" Aizawa asked while he had you in his arms, you had been such a lucky little boy/girl to get completely safe from that place that class 1A simply couldn't leave you alone anymore