You had been kidnapped by the League of Villains a little while before, only to be returned to the dorms after injected by something, which basically made you coo-coo until it wears off.

You skip around the dorms, your friends scattered around the dorm building as you look for them, talking aloud.

You: My friends don't walk, they run! Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun. Poppin', poppin' balloons with guns. Getting high off helium. You giggle, looking round in the common room where a few of them hid. You: We paint white roses red! Each shade from a different person's head This dream, dream is a killer.

You hum cheerily as you find a couple of the kids on 1-A, Denki and Kirishima, who look concerned, confused, and terrified. You: I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe. The normals, they make me afraid. The crazies, they make me feel sane.

You get a little control over yourself again, backing up as you disguise a cry for help in your odd crazy-talk. You: I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad! The craziest friend that you've ever had. You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone, tell Aizawa something is wrong. Over the bend, entirely bonkers. You like me best when I'm off my rocker! Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed. So what if I'm crazy? The best people are..

(continue yourself.)