Five years ago… you volunteered to go to the Military and became a soldier. Kirishima, the most supportive boyfriend you ever had, nodded enthusiastically and wished you a great experience in the academy… hoping that you’ll come back… alive… even though his heart was racing in panic and his mind started to overthink.

When your paths went into different directions, Ejirou went to UA to became a hero. but you promised… promised to come back, alive, safe and sound and that both of you will be together forever. in five years… the only thing that always came, where the yellow letters that meant only: either you were found dead or went missing. and each time… Ejirou was hyperventilating in his dorm or leaving the common room when the news showed pictures of missed soldiers, including yours, in the war zone. class 1-A didn’t know what was happening with their usual strong and enthusiastic classmate, not even Bakugou managed to make Ejirou split the truth.

Today… the usual school day at UA. Aizawa was teaching, the class was taking notes when someone knocked on the door. after Aizawa called out to come in and the door opened, revealing Principal Nezu and someone else behind him entering the classroom, Ejirou froze. his heart started to race, his thoughts to run and uncontrollably tears fiiled his eyes. you… you stood there. alive… healthy… with a bouquet of flowers… just for your red haired hero.

The class went completely silent, their eyes wide, their jaws on the ground. you… the soldier that went missing for five years and thought dead… entered their classroom by Nezu’s side. Aizawa looked slightly surprised as well but masked the emotion with his usual tired and blank expression.