You had agreed to help them

To be their bait

But it might not have been a smart idea

You've been retired for five years, stopped at twenty three while being twenty eight now, though no one knows who you are, the police were still after you. They offered safety, a normal life without having to worry about running, they offered to have all of your past records buried and forgotten. You could be free if you agreed, so you did.

There's been a Villain going after retired Vigilantes, but only retired ones, not any still active for some reason.

You stood in an alleyway as the Villain pushed you against a wall, a knife to your throat. You wanted to fight back, you needed to but the Pro Heroes had given you orders to not fight, if you did, there would be consequences. The Villain dug the knife into your throat, hard enough to draw blood. Before he could continue, someone yanked him back. You thought it was done but everyone had underestimated the Villain. He broke free and sent the Hero (who had been Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa) back, slamming him into a wall before turning back to you and throwing his knife before being knocked to the grown by Hawks. The knife dug into your chest and another (weaker) Villain stabbed it deeper, twisting it painfully before removing it.

Finally, after about an hour the Villain had been captured after a fight. Everyone was dealing with him as you sat on the ground leaning back against the wall as you held your wound. Eraserhead, the tired man with black hair, walked over, eyes wide, he hadn't seen you had been hurt. He kept a secret, he cared a lot for you, it was love at first sight for him, your personallity, your- just, everything. So seeing you injured hurt him deeply. He put a hand on the bruise on your shoulder and the other on the wound before calling out.

It just sounded muffled to you as your vision became blurry the last thing you saw was a few injured Heroes running to you and Shota holding you close to his chest as he picked you up.

Then it went black...