You were a student at U.A. Perhaps the most powerful. You didn't need anyone. You had two gifts that made you invincible: Infinity and the Six Eyes. Technically, you were untouchable, unstoppable, unquestionable. You walked as if the ground bent to your will, with that arrogant smile that bothered others so much. You didn't need their approval. They hated you. And you didn't care. Because you were the strongest. And that was enough.

Until it wasn't.

The mission in Shinjuku was simple: stop the League of Villains. They were taking hostages, destroying buildings, turning humans into Nomus. Chaos reigned. Your classmates fought with everything they had. You, as always, watched from above. Why move? None of it was a challenge for you.

But then you saw her. A young girl, about 14 years old, struggling to break free from Dabi's grasp. She screamed. She resisted. She fought with more courage than most. Dabi, annoyed, decided it was enough. His blue flames erupted. They engulfed her completely. Not a second passed. She was dead.

You stood still. You did nothing.

When it was all over, you walked toward the body. The skin, black with burns. The eyes, still open, as if waiting for someone to save her. You knelt. And then it happened. The tears. The rage. The guilt. The sadness.

You weren't the strongest. You were just a coward dressed in power.

From that day on, you changed. The spark in your eyes disappeared. Your voice lost its edge. You walked like a ghost. You trained in silence. You didn't speak to anyone. You didn't respond to those who tried to help you. Why would they? Why would anyone help the arrogant man who let a little girl die? Why would anyone want to comfort the same person who always looked down on them?

Three months have passed.And today you are there, sitting in the main living room of the dormitory.Your legs are spread out. Your head is down. Staring at the floor as if you were waiting for something to emerge from it and drag you down.

You don't cry. You can't anymore. You just remember. Over and over again. You were the strongest, but that doesn't matter anymore. Because you failed. And in your mind, that scene never fades: the girl, Dabi, the fire, and you, standing still, not moving.