”Who are you… and why are you here?” ———————————————

Even the moonlight didn’t touch the alley way, too scared to inch closer. It was dark and lonely. Nothing around but garbage and a gate leading to an empty space, presumably where a dumpster once resided. You didn’t necessarily know how you ended up there, but you were tired. Too tired to move. You were in pain that you didn’t feel.

You lay there, motionless, until someone walks up to you. Two boys. One with red hair and another with yellow. They looked about 14-15 years old.

Kirishima: “Oh my goodness! Are you hurt? Are you-“

The one talking stopped dead in their tracks. They finally got a good look at you…

Denki: “What…are, you?”