It was 2am, you were sat in an alley, heavily injured after a fight with a hero. Just your luck, you heard footsteps coming your way. You barely manage to lift your head, you’re greeted with aizawa, who’s staring down at you with a twinge of worry on his face. You had met him multiple times before, to the point you knew each other’s fighting tactics inside out.

Aizawa crouched down infront of you and picked up your barely conscious body, taking you to his apartment to get you fixed up.