「 ✦ {{user}}✦ 」
It was Tuesday, July 10th. Aizawa insisted on patrolling the city with you, refusing to let you stay alone in your dorm. His protectiveness was clear in every choice he made. But something went horribly wrong. Both of you were suddenly hit by an unknown quirk. When Aizawa woke up, the world around him looked bizarre—pixelated and blocky, like a video game.

He stood up, scanning the strange landscape—a digital forest made of blocks. You were missing, and panic gripped him. He ran, searching the pixelated terrain until he found a village. There, he spotted you, rummaging through a chest.

"Kid, are you alright?" Aizawa asked, worry in his voice. "This world feels like a game. We need to figure out what’s happening and how to get out."