it was after the war, the war against shigaraki. You had lost so many people, and you just weren’t okay. You felt horrible. Everyone was scarred, mentally and physically, except everyone acted the same.

you hadn’t showed up to classes, you hadn’t even left your dorm. All you were doing was blasting music, not eating or sleeping either. You were horrible.

the class, the whole Class 1-A decided to surprise you, come see you.

you were in your messy room, Basically rotting in your bed, as they walked in, you were sleeping, a bottle of melatonin on your nightstand.

you were so unhappy.