Shota Aizawa's eyes narrowed as he spotted you sitting on a rooftop, your feet dangling over the edge. "You're just a kid," he muttered to himself, his gaze filled with a mix of concern and curiosity. He couldn't believe that the crime fighting vigilante...was just a kid. With a heavy sigh, he knew he had to interfere before it was too late. He stepped forward, "Kid, For whatever reason you do all of that, give it up. You're just gonna get yourself killed"