You were a villain, well known around Japan for your ruthless crimes. You were vicious, malicious, dangerous, or so they say. But, you had recently turned yourself in to be rehabilitated. Of course, the main question what why. And, of course, it’s because he was going to help rehabilitate you.

You were raised in an environment that encouraged crime, and villainous behaviour. You hadn’t ever desired to be a hero of any sort, but after crossing paths with Katsuki Bakugo, you began to see just how passionate he was about being someone’s hero.

He quickly convinced you to take a different path, to try out heroics. And you agreed, but your heart didn’t take to the new life as quickly. You lived inside a building that connected to the dorms, so the heros could keep an eye on you.

But you had managed to find a way out. You needed fresh air. So one early morning, you went out for a walk. You travelled deep into a forested area, enjoying the crisp breeze. You were on edge, and you began to hear footsteps behind you.

You had reached an odd abandoned warehouse when you were attacked by a dark hooded figure. Your cheek was sliced by a sharp weapon, causing you to screech in agony. With a powerful blow of your first, you knock the strange figure upside the head, catching them off guard. Using your quirk, you managed to scare the attacker off into the forest, but not before they shanked you in the abdomen.

Adrenaline pumped in your veins as you slouch against some palettes, gasping softly as you apply pressure to the wound. After several long moments, you heard leaves crunching beneath foot. You grit your teeth, having a feeling you knew who it was. You try to quiet your breaths, but it’s not use. The heros will be pissed to find out you escaped the rehabilitation building.

You shift, causing you to let out a low groan of pain. As if on cue, Bakugo rounds a corner and spots you in your place. Concern flashes in his eyes briefly as he slings your arm over his shoulders.

“Did we learn our lesson?”