Nensu didn’t pay attention to Midoriya’s flailing attempts to calm her down, but she heard him nonetheless. “It’s not any of you. Loma’s been up there for a long time; I didn’t think she’d go that far. I mean, how can you get rid of something that’s been there your entire life”, she wiped some of the tears from her face, and moved a white piece of hair away from her color-differing eye. “She believes that all boys and men are vile. I try telling her otherwise, but she still remembers what happened in the past. She became my method into coping with the pain”, she explained. 

“My father, the Endeavor, pushed me, beat me; even burned me”, she emphasized to the mark upon her left eye. “Even though I was silently disgusted, I stayed quiet. My brother Shōto’s treatment wasn't any better; it was just the same; we couldn’t escape the pain. At that moment, I became my own villain, and Loma was born”, Nensu then passed the notebook she was drawing on, to Midoriya, showing him the sketch of...himself. “She hates you. Again, I’m sorry”, she once again apologized.