The war had ended… finally. You stood amidst the battlefield, injured and beaten bloody but alive. You stood there, gasping for air as you classmates ran towards you excitedly. They still hadn’t gotten to you but one of them yelled to you

Izuku: “hey! Over here! We wo-“

He was cut off by a loud BANG! You’d been shot, and it was a quirk erasing bullet. Oh no…