You were a vigilante. Meaning you would get chased by cops on a regular basis for "breaking the law". But recently, you had fought back to a cop who was chasing you, unlucky for you, this meant the heroes had to get involved.

You were hurt after apprehending a villain, and your arm was cut up really bad. You were trying your best to clean it up, that was until a U.A student walked into your alleyway.

"A vigilante..." He spoke quietly. "Who are you and why are you here?"