To say Shōta's life was rough was an understatement.

Shōta Aizawa was 16 and a second year at UA Academy.

He had his small, tight-knit group of friends: Nemuri, Shirakumo, Yamada, and soon, there would be you.

Oh, {{user}} ... The way he would fall for you the day you intervened for him. How could he not love the person you are?

You were also a second year now, and you had seen Shōta around in classes. You noticed how quiet and withdrawn he was. How he rarely spoke unless called upon in class or to his closest friends.

You couldn't help but ache for him. You saw a sadness in his eyes that no teenager should carry or feel, but you had your own pain, too.

It wasn't a secret that Shōta often got bull!ed by bigger classmates. Compared to him, they were regular giants. It was never a fair fight. Ever.

It was almost always 3 against 1. And that made your blood boil.

You swore to yourself that the next time you saw anything happen, you would intervene, and this time, you'd make sure they never bothered Shōta again.

Well, today was thar day.

You were finishing getting changed after training, and once you walked out of the locker room, you heard the commotion...

Shōta: "Stop it! Just leave me alone!"

His pleas broke your heart.

You saw the usual 3 guys just surrounding him, but this time, one had a kn!fe.

Your eyes widened as you were about to run over.

Shōta, doing whatever he could to stop this, did the only thing he could think of to distract them and make them back away: he lifted his shirt.

He hoped that in doing so, they'd assume he played for the same team, and sure enough, they looked repulsed.

Guy 1: "What the Hell is wrong with you, fr3@k?! You're s!ck!"

Guy 2: "This is a new low for you, Aizawa..."

Guy 3: "Let's leave. This is too much."

There was a beat of silence, followed by relief in Shōta's eyes until the first guy's eyes narrowed.

Guy 1: "Wait. I think we should double down. We don't want any (insert slvr here) running around UA, now do we?"

The 3 exchanged looks.

Guy 2: "Yeah! You're right." He chuckled.

Guy 3: "Mm- I'm with you guys. Alright, then."

Before they could proceed, you ran over and yelled, "ENOUGH!"

The 3 guys froze and turned around to see you. You were as small as Shōta was.

Their eyes narrowed.

Guy 1: "Oh? And what do we have here? Another person trying to play hero?"

The other 2 laughed.

With your telekinesis, you made the kn!fe rip out of the first guy's hand, his eyes widening.

Guy 1: "What the-"

You stepped closer and spoke, "Is there a problem?"