You and Izuku were friends in middle school. Mostly because of your similarities. You were both bullied, mostly by Bakugo, and outcasts, and both quite nerdy. You had family issues though, and Izuku knew this. And he saw the signs that you were going down a bad path.

But he never thought he'd see you like this.

"{{user}}..?"

The boy muttered, his voice wavering. It was the Paranormal Liberation War. And you were in front of him, a bloody weapon in hand, a hero's body next to you.