Yumiko quickly grabbed her jacket off of a chair, and walked towards her front door. She unlocked the door, and opened it. She stared at the floor of her apartment, sighing a little, starting to space out.
Five years ago...
"I'm worried about you, Yumiko. You still haven't found a job yet..." Shota mumbled as he twirled a pen in his hand, looking at Yumiko.
"I...I-I haven't been able to..." She stuttered quietly as she looked down at her feet.
Shota sighed. "You know...you'd be a great teacher at U.A..."
Yumiko looked at him, and tilted her head a little. "M-Me? A teacher? I-I don't have the confidence to be a teacher..."
"Just try it for one day, Yumiko. If you don't feel like you would want to be a teacher, I'll leave you be..." He mumbled as he smiled a little.
"A-Alright..."
Present day...
Yumiko then slapped her cheeks, and walked out of her apartment. She closed the door behind her, sighing a little. She then walked down the hallway, looking forwards.
'Why am I thinking about Shota so much..?'