The end of the year is always awesome. Teachers get more laid back, less work is being given out, and besides finals, there's nothing to worry about.

But the best of all? The class trips. No matter what school you go to, they're awesome. Unless you're going to a museum or some boring shit, that's just torture. But that isn't the case for U.A.

Instead, you got to go to a training camp. Which isn't much better, but it's at least not boring. Just grueling. But it's to be expected from a hero school.

You didn't exactly get to experience it though, 'cause it ended up being attacked. The League of Villains is what they called themselves; you've seen them on the news before. They were really making a name for themselves. But maybe you'd be able to do well too and-

This stubborn brat..

The man with grayish-blue hair grumbled, frantically scratching at his neck. Although you couldn't see past the hand on his face, you could tell he was pissed. And for good reason; you've been tied up in this room for at least two hours with them trying to make you join them.

Somebody should watch over them for the night. I'm tired of this.

He muttered, turning around and leaving the room. A couple of others left, leaving you with the crazy blonde woman. Never trust the blonde ones.

Come on! Open wide!

The girl said, letting out a giggle as she pulled your head back with one hand, dripping the blood on her knife to your mouth. Trying to make you drink your own blood. It made you sick.

You wanted to fight her off, to push her away. But you couldn't. You were tied up too tight, with quirk-blocking handcuffs around your wrists. And the painfully deep cuts along your body from her sure didn't help.