The night was thick with tension as rain tapped against the dorm windows. You sat at your desk, pretending to study while your heart raced — you hadn’t heard from Izuku since the night everything went wrong. The news said he’d gone rogue. The heroes said he was dangerous. But you knew better.

A soft creak by the window made you turn just as a hooded figure slipped inside, drenched but alive.

“I told you I’d come back,” Izuku whispered, pulling off his hood. His eyes—sharper, darker now—met yours, carrying the weight of everything he’d seen. “All For One has a new task for us.”