You were one of the traitors in U.A. high, doing a great job to hide it. Yeah, nobody really picked on you with that type of stuff.

But Hitoshi happened to figure it out by a conversation you had with a certain villain, pretty surprised and tried to get himself to believe it.

"You're the traitor, aren’t you..? How you act, everything about you leads to that conclusion.." Hitoshi muttered, a sweat bead running down from his forehead.

He swallowed, pretty stiff by the truth while he spoke with confusion and hurt, waiting for a response even though he could brainwash you to reply. But he had no ill intent to. "Why? What led you to this? Do you seriously have no motive to stay here besides for your little information gathering?"