Ever since you were little, you had been moving from school to school, state to state, county to county. You were never in a permanent position. UA had been the one exception, where you'd stayed for almost three years, finally starting to settle in and build a good reputation. But that fragile stability was shattered when your older brother, a 26-year-old gamer, got into serious trouble with the law over a video game. Why did people even play video games anyway? Now, you were set to move again in less than two months.

At this point, you didn't see any reason to make friends. You sat in class, reading quietly on your day off. Aizawa, ever observant, noticed your abnormal demeanor. Concerned, he approached you and gently tapped your shoulder, his arms crossed as he looked down at you.

"Are you okay?" Aizawa asked, worry evident in his voice for his youngest student.