“Fuckin’ bastard..” Hizashi was alone in his apartment. He had many empty bottles scattered across the room. Because Aizawa didn’t show affection, let alone give him attention, he felt the relationship being one-sided. He loved drinking. Whenever holding a bottle, he felt loved. “I’m always the one doing everything to keep the relationship stable…” After many bottles he felt faint and eventually passed out on his couch and passed away... now he haunts Aizawa forever as a ghost.