I've taken up my usual spot at the broken table in the corner, this time my feet up on the table, my head cocked backwards, not looking at Tomura.

I sigh deeply. Why did I have to come back. Things were just becoming interesting.

I've gathered enough information on every student to know what their Quirks are and how to deal with them, but Tomura doesn't seem interested in that information right now.

I look over at the single television screen we have around here but it's only playing non-stop news about the Hero Killer. Is that what he's after? Is that why Tomura called me back here?

Just when I'm about to ask him Kurogiri turns up with a guest.

I drop my feet back down to the floor and fold my arms in front of me to rest my head on to keep an uninterested vibe but yet keeping an eye on everything happening.

Through the warp gate a man appears covered in white cloth. His clothes dark red, his boots menacingly spikey, his eyes covered by a white cloth as well and armed with more knives than I can count.

'Hero Killer Stain,' Tomura says while he gets up to face him.

Kurogiri slides behind the bar and starts cleaning glasses, creating the same uninterested vibe as I am.

'You're probably wondering why I brought you here.'

Stain's gaze flickers over to me and I quickly close my eyes as it sends a chill down my spine.

It felt likes his eyes were piercing right through me. Such a…. crazy vibe.

'I want you to work with us.'

I open an eye again but luckily his gaze is focused back on Tomura.

I also see it flicker over to Kurogiri. Is he assessing our abilities?

'Who is "us"?' he asks Tomura.

'We are the League of Villains.'

He looks around at all three of us.

I sit upright, trying to show him that I'm not afraid of him.

I'm unaware of his Quirk's abilities and frankly, I do not want to find out, so I better keep up a confident attitude, hoping to scare him from attacking us. After all, it's three on one. It's better not to attack us in the first place.

'What is your goal?' he asks, seemingly unfazed.

'Our goal is to kill All Might.' Tomura says it with what he thinks is conviction, but to others it seems more like madness.

'Kill All Might?' Stain repeats.

'He is a thorn in the eye of villains everywhere. Once he is gone, we will have all the room to shape the world the way we want to.'

'I think you have misunderstood my objective,' Stain says, quietly, but with the conviction Tomura was lacking. 'I do not want to kill All Might.'

'You don't understand,' Tomura says, waving his hands around to emphasize his words, 'he will forever be in your way.'

The grin on Stain's face widens and I feel the atmosphere in the room darkening. This is not going well.

In the blink of an eye Stain lurches forward, slashing at Kurogiri and then stabbing Tomura in the shoulder. He doesn't even cry out in pain.

I jump up and flash over next to Stain, aiming my hand at his temple, ready to knock him out.

'Hold it Yuna.' His words surprise me. I don't lower my arm nor my guard.

'There is only one hero in this entire world that is worthy of his title. One hero that is actually a true hero. As a hero should be,' Stain says while hanging over Tomura, not even bothering to look at me.

I look over at Kurogiri who isn't moving.

I look back at Tomura. Neither is he. What is this guy's Quirk?

'Enough,' I say through gritted teeth and charge one of my orbs to knock him unconscious.

Right when I'm ready to fire he lashes out at me and knocks me back onto the floor.

'Ow!' I cry out as I'm gripping at the cut he made. Blood is seeping from a small cut under my right eye.

Suddenly an eerie feeling washes over me and I'm unable to move anymore.

Stain's gaze is focused back on Tomura.

'The only true hero is All Might. He's the only one that's allowed to call himself a hero, and, when the time comes, the only one that is allowed to kill me.'

Suddenly Tomura starts chuckling.

'I see,' he says while lying on the floor, the katana still sticking out of his right shoulder. 'Kurogiri, will you be so kind to escort this man out.'

As a magic spell being broken the eerie feeling disappears and I'm able to move again.

Stain removes his katana from Tomura's shoulder and turns his back on us.

Kurogiri creates his warp gate and lets Stain leave as Tomura sits upright, clutching his shoulder.

'Need me to get medical supplies?' I ask.

He shakes his head.

'I'm fine. Next time, listen to me.' He doesn't even look at me as he says this, simply assuming that I'm listening.

He moves towards the door and leaves, leaving drops of blood behind as he moves.

I sigh.

'Kurogiri, you okay?' I ask.

'Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.'

I sigh again.

'I'm going to my room,' I say and leave the damp bar as I slam the door shut behind me.

Above the bar are a couple of small rooms, one of which I claimed my own. One window allows light into my room and makes me feel a little better for being in a place like this.

I drop down onto the bed I managed to squirm in here and grab the mp3 player I nicked from a nearby store.

I pop the headphones onto my head and drown myself with the music, allowing my mind a peaceful moment away from all the craziness of life as a villain. Would life really be easier as a hero…?

I roll over, the side of the headphones pressing into the side of my head and giving me a headache, as I stare at the posters of All Might I smuggled past Tomura.

I roll over onto my stomach and look out the window.

I'm not a person to idolize All Might. Yes, what he does is good, but, to be honest, I have more appreciation for the smaller heroes. Hell, I even have a weakness for sidekicks.

They just seem to do more work than All Might. All Might simply shows up, does a couple of his things, and then disappears, leaving the clean-up work for every other hero around.

He just seems to… slack lately.

Could it have any connection with All for One? Tomura never did tell me about that…

I sigh and roll over onto my back again. Sometimes he treats me like his family, other times he treats me like I'm air. A gust of wind that annoys him, so he simply ignores it. But then other days he treats me nicely, almost like a father, seeming to care for me more than anyone else in this world does.

His behaviour is so… random, so sporadic and unpredictable, that I never know which Tomura I'll face tomorrow.

I pick up my phone and check the hero news of the day. Most of the pages are filled with after reports of the Sports Festival.

Seems Bakugou got away with victory but hasn't become the crowd favourite. From what I see on the pictures, I wouldn't blame anybody. He looks pretty scary.

Seems to make for an interesting classmate at least…

Why am I thinking about any of that?

My life has been decided for me and by me for my entire life, and it won't change now.

'Yuna!' Tomura shouts from down at the bar.

I crank up the volume of my music and close my eyes, dreaming about my life as a hero instead.