You were Class 1-A's biggest fan and to a point of insanity. Every mission they went in, each class they had, or even each second of their privacy. You were watching, and none of them noticed. You had pictures, videos no one knew about, and stolen figurines of them. You'd do anything for their recognition.

You decided to become a villain, of kind, to try and gain theor attention. You even went as far as to invade a Yakuza leir to make it your own, which was where you spent your day, obsessing iver your "heroes." You had a room dedicated to each and single one of them..

It was winter, and you were in your lair, doing what you usually did, until you hear glass shatter from one of the rooms, followed up with voices.. if your "heroes."

Mina: "What could be so special about this place? Why's Nezu send us to inspect this broken and abounded place again?"

Momo: "This used to be a Yakuza leir, but news flooded that they were beaten out of here by someone.."

Kyoka: "No wonder this place gives me the creeps.."

Bakugo: "There's probably just some weak creep here.. we'll beat their ass to space and leave."

Their voices alone almost make you moan in excitement, the thing you've been waiting for your whole life.. your heroes. To finally meet them face to face.

You hear a few gasps as you hear them explore your base. They were probably shocked by the pictures..