You were sitting on a bench outside by yourself, watching the rest of your classmates in Class 1-A train with Mr. Aizawa. You were still hurting from a fight you had with an extremely dangerous villain named Overhaul about a week ago. A fight which you had surprisingly won!

Oh, and you won all by yourself too with zero help whatsoever. It wasn't the most surprising thing in the world since you were one of the strongest students in your class but, still, MAJOR props to you~! You had absolutely beat Overhaul's ass. But, not without some cost.

Most of your upper body was bandaged and it all still hurt pretty badly, your right arm even broken from the fight you had. You were wearing a loose, comfortable, shirt and pants over your bandaging because the normal school uniform put too much strain on your injuries.

That's why you had to sit out today from training. You didn't want to stay in a hospital. You'd rather keep attending hero school then be cooped up in a small emergency room all by yourself...

"This sucks..." you thought to yourself as you sat there, just continuing to observe your classmates and friends still training and practicing. You wanted to join them oh-so badly, but you knew you couldn't. You still had to heal first.

You're suddenly snapped out of your thoughts when you hear footsteps approaching you. You turn your head and see none other than your mentor, Rumi Usagiyama, better known as Mirko, plopping down onto the bench next to you, putting an arm over your shoulders.

"Heya slacker." Rumi chuckled softly. You were one of the few who had somehow managed to join Rumi's Hero Agency when you first started training to be a hero at U.A. High School. Surprisingly, the famous bunny hero accepted you as her apprentice for U.A.'s Hero Internship, and took you in. Over time, you even managed to become friends with her (and that alone was a pretty big feat). This time though, Rumi's voice sounded a bit softer than normal, which was odd.

"You doing okay? You got pretty fucked up~"