I never understood villains. Why did they become villains? I understand this world isn't easy, but... we should all be able to smile... they're selfish, annoying, and dangerous... or at least that's what I've always believed...

That's how it was until this moment... Toga... you were one of the members of the League of Villains... I always saw you as someone... strange, to say the least, with an extreme love of blood, even going so far as to draw my blood with your weapons and equipment in several fights.

But now... now I had a bigger question... at the end of the day... villains were people just like us... and that's what shocked me the most... we had been notified of an attack on U.A., so the entire Class 1-A had gone to take action along with the rest of the students.

We had already gotten most of them to step forward... and I was in a fight against you... but what caught my attention was that you were asking so many questions... why would a villain want to know my favorite color? You were talking to me like we were old friends... and I didn't understand.

"... Ugh..."

I growl as I barely dodge another of your attacks, in which you were wielding your knives. Seriously, did you have a collection of those things or what?!