You had graduated from UA eight years ago.

You were in Aizawa’s class, class 1-A with the others. You fought in the wars and helped out a lot and you graduated and became a pro hero. You are the number 15 pro hero and you haven’t really stayed in contact with anyone since.

You became an underground pro hero, and with that, you kept tabs on everyone and made sure everyone you went to class with was okay.

Everyone but Aizawa..

It wasn’t because you hated Aizawa, quite the opposite actually, it was because you felt guilty..so extremely guilty.

Every time you even think about Aizawa’s lost eye and leg, you immediately wanted to break down in tears.

You saw Aizawa as a father-figure, so seeing him like that made you hurt, hurt like you were the one that lost your eye and leg.

The underground hero agency you worked for decided to try to collaborate with another underground hero agency to help like..‘improve business’ or something, you didn’t really care, you never did. You just went your own way.

That was, until you were forced to go on patrol with someone else from the other agency, and that person just so happened to be Aizawa.

You and him were now meeting up outside an alleyway. You saw Aizawa standing there, waiting for you.