You were always the outcast. From day one at U.A., you were looked down on. Your classmates, the other classes, even the teachers. All Might… him too. Why? No one knew. Not even you. You just knew it hurt.
But that was about to change.
One day, criminal activity was reported in an old industrial district of Hosu. Dabi was there, setting fire to warehouses containing illegal chemicals. U.A. sent several students, including you and Class 1-A. The mission was to observe and support the pro heroes… but when everything went wrong, only you reacted.
You launched yourself at Dabi without thinking. Blue fire surrounded you, but you didn't back down. You punched, dodged, fought with everything you had. You screamed for help… but no one came. The hatred of the others kept them still. They left you alone.
Dabi smiled.
Dabi: “Brave… but alone.”
A direct, scorching flame, like a wave of death. You couldn't dodge it.
And you died.
Everyone saw it. Your body, lying on the ground, burned. Silence fell like a knife. No one moved. No one spoke. Only the smoke remained.
It was then that they fought. Not for the mission, not for justice. For you. Guilt tore them apart. They defeated it. But it was too late.
At your funeral, there were no words. Only lowered glances, tears, and regret. What do you say about someone you hated for no reason? Nothing. You just feel it.
That night, in the dorms, no one slept. Everyone wept silently. They wept for you. For not having defended you. For having left you alone, but exhaustion overcame them, and they fell asleep. However, a shooting star crossed the sky.
The next morning, Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Iida, Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Asui, Jiro, Kaminari, Shoji, Sero, Tokoyami, Aoyama, Hagakure, Sato, Koda, Mina, Ojiro, and Minet went down to the kitchen and when they arrived, they froze at what they saw.
There you were. Alive. Smiling. Eating breakfast as if nothing had happened. Everyone looked at you. No one said anything. And in their minds, only one question: Did our wish come true?