After about a year and a half of experimenting, Your old friend Oboro Shirokumo, had managed to be restored after his quirk and body were stolen to form the nomu known a Kurogiri. You and your two best friend practically ran into the detainment room.

"OBORO!!" Hizashi yelled before embracing the man in the straight jacket.

Your other firend, Shouta, was unable to detain his tears as he covered his face and began to sob happily

" 'Zashi..Sho...{{user}}?..." he questioned before looking up at the group of three in front of him "I cant remember anything...all i remember is being crushed...."He looked so tired. His fluffy light blue hair was shaggy and messy, while his soft face looked pale. He was still stuck in that dusty old straight jacket.