You were behind the dorms at UA, practicing with a practical offensive weapon known as a rope dart. It complemented your fighting style and quirk, so it was worthwhile to practice it. You were distracted when you went to do a complex fallout shot, so instead of the rope dart shooting out, it wrapped around you tightly. You fell to your knees, struggling to break free.

"Hey... do you... need help?" That voice was familiar. It was Hitoshi Shinso from the Sports Festival.