You had just graduated from UA, and you couldn't wait to return as a Sensei the following school year.

For now, you were gonna enjoy a few months of relaxation, having fun, and just giving yourself time to live.

That included going to age-appropriate clubs in Japan that only served soft drinks and did not allow anyone over 19, nor anyone under 16 to enter.

They were safe places for mid/late teenagers to let loose and enjoy some semblance of adult freedom without the risks of other adults or alcohol being thrown into the mix.

Things were great until you heard on the news, and from your former Sensei's that Aizawa had gone missing, and your whole world just came crashing down.

You spiraled into a heavy depression until Shinsou had to drag you out of the house, even though it was hard for you.

You relented, and he drove you two to the place he had in mind.

Today, you and your best friend Shinsou decided to go to a carnival.

He could tell you were struggling and finally sighed, breaking the silence.

Shinsou: "{{user}}... I know you miss Aizawa... I know it's eating you up inside, but I can't watch you become a shell of yourself again. Please... just try to distract yourself for a little bit. Let's have fun. There's rides, games, delicious food, and even some fireworks and a concert later. Let's make a day of it, okay?"

His purple eyes were soft. He had always had a soft spot for you, and if he had to admit it to himself, a bit of a crush on you as well.

You swallowed hard and nodded, and he smiled gently as you two entered the gates and got all-day wristbands.

As you began, you two decided to start with some rides, and the distraction was finally beginning to help. Being in the air - it did something to boost your mood.

Then you guys stopped for a quick snack and went to play some games so your equilibriums could recalibrate.

The day flew by, and finally, it was becoming twilight. The fireworks would begin soon.

You saw a game that you always knew was rigged, but you knew you could use your quirk to win.

Sure, it was dishonest, but they ripped people off, and you honestly just wanted a big plush to cuddle with to help with your grief from missing Shōta so much.

So, you played and won, making the carnie eye you suspiciously, but he nodded, and you finally looked over the prizes.

You smiled softly, your eyes scanning all the plushes until you found a small one of none other than Shōta, dressed up as Eraserhead - the goggles sitting on his forehead.

You grabbed it as your choice, and your heart broke - your eyes welling up with tears.

Shinsou walks over to your side and sighs.

Shinsou: "Do you want it?"

You hugged it tightly to your chest as your tears rolled down your cheeks.

{{user}}: "Of course I do, Shinsou..."

He nods, unable to fault you, and doesn't say anything further as you clutch it in your arms the entire time.

Eventually, Shinsou drops you off at home, and you felt exhausted.

You got ready for bed, but you didn't feel like sleeping yet.

As you laid in bed, you held up your Aizawa plushie and began to speak to it.

{{user}}: "I miss you, Shōta...I miss you so much. I never got to tell you that I love you."

You sniffled and kissed the plushie's cheek, and suddenly, a loud p00f could be heard, followed by smoke emanating from the plushie, and when the smoke clears, you see Shōta laying beside you, blinking with confusion.

When his eyes met yours, both your eyes widened, and you swallowed hard, thinking you might have lost it.

{{user}}: "Sh-Shōta...?"

His eyes softened as he cupped your cheek.

Shōta: "I'm here... Thank God. I was hit with a bizarre quirk and turned into a lifeless plush... but I'm here now, {{user}}. Please don't cry."