As the black faded from Uraraka's vision, she found herself in an endless void of white. She rubbed her head, which ached, looking around herself. She stood up, only to find there was no floor below her, yet she could still stand.

"What the heck?" she said to herself. Off in the distance, she could hear a faint noise, causing her to spin around. Although she couldn't make it out, something-or someone-was there; about fourteen metres away, if the metric system still applied in this place. Ignoring the knot in her stomach, she ran towards it. Whatever it was, it could provide a clue to where she was and what this place is. As she got closer to the unknown entity, she could make out the distinct navy hair, square face, and muscular body. It was Iida. The real Iida.

Picking up her pace, she sprinted toward him, the same noise from before rocketing toward her ears. It was a cry and a scream all in one, laced with absolute pain, and it shattered Uraraka's heart. Iida sat, slumped over, his eyes shut tight, hands clasped tightly to each side of his head, and tears streaming down his cheeks. Uraraka kneeled down in front of him, lifting her hand to his face, wiping away one of his tears with her thumb. Iida remained frozen in place, continuing to cry, and remaining unresponsive to Ochaco's touch. He screamed again, startling her. But the scream was the same as the other two. It was like he was on a loop.

"It's like he's…" she stopped. "...he's stuck."

But he wasn't stuck here, in this place. No, he was probably wherever he was when he ran off. Whatever was happening to him at that moment, it wasn't good. And he was forced to stay in the same place, over and over.

"Iida…" she muttered softly, retracting her hand.

"I'm going to find a way to get you out of this! And when I do, the guy who did this is gonna pay, big time," she said, determined to save her friend from whatever this was that was happening.

"Though I guess I should start by figuring out what this is."

She looked around, up and then down. Stomping her foot on the ground as hard as she could, she felt nothing. There was nothing holding her up, but somehow she couldn't get through this invisible barrier. It was like in a video game when you reach the edge of a map. There's nothing physically there stopping you from going forward, but the coding of the game prevents you from doing so.

Frustrated, she looked around, seeing only the same whiteness that she saw before.

"This is going to be more difficult than I thought."

Tearing through the trees, Midoriya called out for Iida, the same as he had been doing for what felt like forever. This was all his fault, Iida had run away because of him. And because of that, he felt like it was his mission to find him.

At his side, Todoroki searched as well. It was hard for Izuku to discern his companion's expression, but something told him that Shouto felt almost as responsible as he did.

So far, their search had seemed to be a dead-end, but Midoriya wasn't keen on giving up quite yet. He was glad he didn't when he heard a crunch under his foot. He looked down, Todoroki stopping to glance over at him.

"What is it?" he asked.

Midoriya got down on his knees and picked up the familiar silver frames. One of the lenses was shattered, bits scattered around the ground. The other lens was cracked with a chip at the bottom and looked like it was barely holding on.

"It's Iida's glasses," Midoriya answered, standing and showing the object to his companion.

"That means he must have been here," Todoroki reasoned, looking around.

As Midoriya was about to agree, he felt the soft buzzing of his cell phone in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw it was a message from Uraraka.

"Iida's here, so you guys can come back!"

Midoriya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's head home," he said, to which Todoroki, having received the same message, nodded.

As they started to head back, something began to bother Izuku. Why would Iida leave his glasses here? Sure, they all knew he had what seemed like infinite spares, but it's unlike him to just leave his belongings. Plus, why were they broken? Did they fall off and he didn't notice? How would that even happen? It just didn't add up. Then again, there was no guarantee these were Iida's glasses. But thinking they were someone else's just made Midoriya more worried, considering there might be someone out there who can't see now.

"Are you alright?" Todoroki asked, making Midoriya realise he had thought out loud.

"Oh, uh, yeah. It's just… does something about this feel a little odd to you?"

"Yeah, a little."

"Okay. Glad it wasn't just me."

Midoriya smiled a little. Todoroki reached and grabbed his hand, holding it in a comforting manner as they walked.