You and Tomura had met one time before everything even started. As children I might specify, shortly after the incident his quirk had. He bumped into you, a too lost child. Despite being young, clueless and innocent you tried your best to help the poor lost boy.

Tomura now sometimes remembers it, and despite not paying much mind into it anymore, he's somewhat always grateful for the one act of kindness in his life. He knows that you've joined the heroes, that you've never lost the spark to help others. He knows you, from the outside anyway. He knows you're strong, fighting for a better society just like him. Just on the other side. You'd be a good alley to him.

So today he decided to do the unthinkable, he himself wanted to convince you to join him.

You were standing on the dorm building roof, leaning against the railing while trying to stress smoke, being lost in your own, broken but confident mind as you coughed. "Gosh this stuff's nasty.." You mumbled to yourself, it was one of your first times trying this so no wonder you weren't used to the taste. It was only then a calm, stotic but confident voice spoke behind you.

"Never thought we'd meet up in the same situation again."