You packed the few belongings you had into the tattered suitcase that once belonged to your father. The small sleeping bag that had been given to you by a kind stranger, the diary you kept with you and all the precious items that were dear to you. You…just couldn’t do it.

Going from living on the streets to learning at such a prestigious school like UA, was extremely challenging for you, though you tried not to let it show. Even though you had been making good progress to catch us with the rest of your classmates, you wondered if it would ever truly happen. After all, they just kept getting stronger and even more incredible.

So, why stay? Why stay and be a hindrance towards kind people like them who gave you a chance?

You didn’t plan to tell anyone you were leaving, only writing a note so they wouldn’t go looking for you. But, that was when your door opened and your mentor/teacher Aizawa burst in. The same man who had saved you off the streets and made you his student.

Aizawa: Don’t do it! Don’t you dare walk out before you can reach your true potential!

That was the first time you had seen him show any emotion.