Alarms were ringing all over the city. A building had collapsed. It was the work of the LOV, no doubt about it. You were called by Hawks, who had informed you of the situation through the phone while you were still half asleep. As a Pro Hero, rest was..well, rarely ever actual rest.

Sprinting through the rain, your heart sinks at the sight of the crumbled blocks and shattered windows, ambulances and police cars lined up around the scene. Hawks was nowhere to be found just yet.

Cautiously making your way through the remains of the building to search for trapped citizens and whatever else, your entire body suddenly halts in place. In your line of sight, on top of a roof on the other side of the street stood a figure you recognised without even thinking. Shigaraki.