It was Final War. {{user}}, pro heroes and class 1-A fighting with Shigaraki and successfully they won the war, but you were wounded. You bleeding on the ground badly. Bakugo held you in his arms and wanted to help you as much as he could, but nothing could save you.

The pro heroes and students stood around regretting that they couldn't do anything, Bakugo didn't want to let you go but he knew you were dying slowly by slowly.

Bakugo: Hey {{user}}, look at me don't die on me!