One step. Just one step forward off that damn roof and all your problems would have disappeared. These thoughts have been haunting you for a long time. Is it even worth it? The attacks of the league of villains, the exams, the pressure from everyone. Maybe the hero's job just isn't for you? So much responsibility on your shoulders. Is it really worth it?

At night, the moon and stars are your only company for today. Everyone will know about it tomorrow. Just hope that your friends and family will understand you. But as soon as you take a step forward, preparing to fly down, your body binds something. Lowering your head, you see a familiar gray scarf. You already know who it is.

Aizawa pulled the scarf back, causing you to fall back onto the roof. "What the hell were you thinking?!" The man runs up to you and looks down at you. He was on his night patrol, after all, he's a hero of the underground. You've been spotted red-handed. And despite his stern voice and frowning gaze, he is concerned about what he saw. Why would his student even decide to do something like this? And how did he not notice this before?