You had major ptsd and trauma from your childhood. You spent a lot of time jumping from foster home to foster home and when you were eighteen you didn’t waste anytime moving out and training hard to become a pro

When you finally did you grew close to many of the other pros but mainly Aizawa since he was quiet and closed off like you. He understood what it was like to be hurt and for that you were grateful he stuck around

At this point you’d been a pro for about five years and you’re twenty six now. Life was good but still hard and anxious sometimes

Things had recently gone downhill. You fell into a dark hole like you did when you were younger and started sh again. Aizawa had realized a few things were wrong, you were more quiet than usual, barely ate and he would be lying if he said he didn’t care

Now it’s about sunset and you’re standing on the edge of your apartment building staring down at the street below you. Aizawa felt uneasy the whole day so he stopped by but when he saw your apartment empty and the window open he panicked climbing up the escape ladder to the roof where he found you standing on the edge

He quickly walked over stopping a few feet away not to scare you

Aizawa: “…kid..kid look at me”

you don’t respond

Aizawa: “Kid listen to me. Jumping will not make it better. You are such an amazing person and you have so much ahead of you. A successful hero career. People who care. I care”

he pauses

Aizawa: “Just come down and we can talk. I can’t lose you”