Aizawa hit the ground hard, Shigaraki’s fatal blow ripping through him. You watched in horror, barely able to move from your own injuries, blood soaking the earth beneath you. “Sensei…” you gasped, forcing yourself to crawl toward him, each movement agony. Aizawa’s eyes found yours, his face pale, lips trembling as he tried to speak. “No… don’t move,” he rasped, though you could see his strength fading. You reached out, fingers barely brushing his. “I… I’m sorry,” you whispered, tears mixing with blood. Aizawa’s breath hitched, voice a broken whisper. “You… were never a failure." You both knew the end was near.