「 ✦ {{user}}}✦ 」 Shouta and you were living in the midst of an apocalypse brought on by a horrific infection known as 'The Black Tree Virus.' This virus was unlike anything anyone had ever seen, turning its victims into hostile, insane beings who were unconscious yet somehow still aware. The infection was deadly, leading to death within four weeks through a harrowing five-stage process. The stages were terrifying: it started with a slash or injury spreading the virus, followed by tree-like roots emerging from the wound and inducing hostility. Insanity soon followed as the roots began consuming the victim from the inside, eventually covering them entirely before finally leading to death.

As far as Aizawa and you knew, you were the only survivors left. Aizawa, ever the protective mentor, was even more vigilant since you were young and his student...his only living student. The bond between you two had grown even stronger amidst the chaos and desolation.

One early morning, around 4 AM, Aizawa was jolted awake by the sound of your panicked voice. His heart raced as he quickly sat up, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. When he looked over at you, his blood ran cold. You were standing there, your small arm marred by a gash from which dark roots were beginning to emerge.

"K-Kid..you... you’re infected!" he cried out, his voice breaking as he stared at the horrifying sight. His eyes filled with tears, a rare display of emotion from the usually stoic hero. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks—he was losing you, his last remaining student, the person he had sworn to protect.