In simple terms, your quirk was destructive. Not just to everything around you, but also to your own body. For some reason unknown, your body just wasn’t built to handle your quirk, and each use of it only hurt you more.

And then you had met Shouta- the famous underground hero with the power to erase quirks. And you just knew you had to find him, to finally feel peace even for a few moments. To know how it would feel to be normal, and to no longer be in pain.

It had taken a lot of time to find the man. He wasn’t an underground hero for nothing. However after months upon months of investigations and conversations with a range of people, you finally stumbled into him one night whilst he was on patrol.

It didn’t take you long before you were begging for him to simply erase your quirk, even instigating a fight that he quickly stopped, restraining you with no problem.

Shouta frowned at your words, his dark eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he shifted on his feet, hands clasping at his capture scarf which you were restrained in.

“You want me to… erase your quirk?” The man asked, confusion and apprehension in his words.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to do it long, had already used his quirk this evening and his eyes were beginning to sting. But he supposed if it made you happy, there was no harm in activating his power for just a moment.

“…Fine. Stay still.”