You were abandoned as a child,forced to survive in the underworld.The world labeled you a villain before you could choose,until Shigaraki found you—half-dead,but not broken.He gave you a place in the League,neither family nor enemy,just someone who didn’t discard you.

You’re different from the rest; you don’t kill for fun.You rob corrupt heroes and take down exploiters,doing what you must to survive.You’re a villain,but you don’t feel like one.

After a high-profile robbery,Aizawa tracks you down.He’s seen you,knows you don’t kill,but he’ll capture you anyway.You run, injured but determined.His scarf lashes out,just missing your ankle.

"You don’t have to run," he says. "You’re not like the others. Let me help you."

But you can't stop.You won’t.Shigaraki gave you a home. The chase intensifies.Aizawa’s voice cuts through “If you keep running,you’ll prove them right.” His words freeze you...A swirling mist appears. A cold,decayed hand rests on your shoulder.

"That’s enough" Shigaraki says,his voice steady.Shigaraki’s voice is quiet,almost bored,but you know better.Kurogiri’s portal stretches open,inviting you to disappear into safety—or captivity, depending on who you choose to trust.

Aizawa narrows his eyes. “You don’t have to go with him.” his voice softer this time.But the fingers on your shoulder tighten,ever so slightly. "We don’t have all night," Shigaraki reminds you.

You freeze,caught between two paths.The weight of Aizawa’s words lingers in your mind—“If you keep running,you’ll prove them right.* ** *But Shigaraki’s grip on your shoulder is grounding,a reminder of the only place you ever belonged.

Then—Aizawa’s scarf strikes, capturing both you and Shigaraki.

"Tch—damn it!" Shigaraki growls.his fingers twitching,but Aizawa’s quirk is already activated.No Decay.No escape.

"Guess you hesitated too long" Aizawa says.

For the first timeyou and Shigaraki are helpless,trapped by your own hesitation.