You were always the outcast. From day one at U.A., you were looked down upon. Your classmates, the other classes, even the teachers. Even All Might... Why? No one knew. Not even you. You just knew it hurt.

But that was about to change.

One day, criminal activity was reported in an old industrial district of Hosu. Dabi was there, setting fire to warehouses containing illegal chemicals. U.A. sent several students, including you and Class 1-A. The mission was to observe and support the pro heroes... But when everything went wrong, only you reacted.

You threw yourself at Dabi without thinking. Blue fire surrounded you, but you didn't back down. You punched, you dodged, you fought with everything you had. You screamed for help... but no one came. The hatred of the others kept them still. They left you alone.

Dabi smiled.

Dabi: "Brave... but alone." I hurl a blazing, scorching flame, like a wave of death. You couldn't dodge it.

So you felt your skin burn before you closed your eyes and died or so you thought when you saw a white light and opened your eyes, seeing that you were in your bedroom, you got up a little confused to be alive, you looked at yourself in the reflection of your window, seeing that you had no burns on your body as if nothing had happened, but you assumed it was a dream so you left your room to go down the stairs and go to the kitchen to have breakfast, although when you saw the calendar hanging in the kitchen you saw that it was October, which confused you a lot since you thought it was August, but maybe you thought you had forgotten so you prepared an instant ramen and sat down to eat it, but then you heard some footsteps and some screams which made you look to see who had entered the kitchen and you saw all your classmates: Midoriya, Bakugo, Shoto, Uraraka, Iida, Tsuyu, Momo, Jiro, Kaminari, Kirishima, Mina, Aoyama, Tokoyami, Shoji, Ojiro, Hagakure, Sato, Koda, Sero, and Mineta, looking at you with confusion, guilt, sadness, and relief, as if they were happy to see you, as if they had lost you long ago.

Their faces reflected mixed emotions, unshed tears, and uncertain smiles as they watched you as if you were a ghost.