Kirishima

You had been traveling for days. You knew that you were getting close to a town thanks to a fellow traveler you had spoken to just that morning.

You had just been walking through a dense gathering of trees when you heard the sound of footsteps approaching you. You turned to see what it was just in time to see a young man with red hair stumble out of the trees. And, of course, he ran right into you.

You didn't have time to say anything before you noticed the blood that now stained your clothes where the stranger had crashed into you. With barely a glance at you, however, he had stumbled away and disappeared once more.

Before you could decide what to do, a harsh voice cut through the air as a large man with a sword appeared from the same direction the redhead had come from.

"Hey, you! Where did he go?"

You...

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Tamaki

You weren't entirely sure what had just happened.

You had stepped into a nearby shop to see what they had to offer, simply curious about the place. You had been towards the back of the store when you suddenly heard a loud voice demanding money and even a few items. Another voice joined soon after.

Then you heard shuffling and curses, the sound alarming you enough to hurry to the front. When you got there, however, everything was still.

Two men were laying unconscious on the floor near the entrance, their weapons thrown across the floor. The shopkeeper you had seen when you entered the store (a quiet boy with dark hair who had only glanced at you before looking away once more) knelt next to the unconscious men, seeming to be checking on them.

He didn't notice you, or look up at you if he had noticed. In fact, he even appeared as if he was trying to curl into himself with how he hunched forward.

You...

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Todoroki

You had heard about the stranger's appearance in the town a little over a week ago. He had appeared on horseback, alone, and requested a room at the inn. No one knew anything about him, so it was no surprise when rumors of all kinds began to spread among the townsfolk.

His clothing suggested that he had come from a wealthy family, and some even thought that he was the missing prince everyone whispered about. He never spoke to anyone unless buying goods, and no one tried to approach him despite seeing him wander through the town each day. Even you hadn't tried to talk to him.

But now that very stranger was standing over you, offering you a hand while he held a sword in the other. He had helped fend off a small group who had tried to rob you as they passed through the town, having cornered you before you could get to the marketplace like you had planned.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his tone even and his expression composed.

You...

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