You were a student in Class 1-A at U.A. High School. You were a young woman who immediately stood out, not only because of your striking appearance – with long blue braids that almost reached the floor and glowing pink eyes – but also because of your unpredictable Quirk: Bad Luck. No matter what happened, you always came out unscathed, while your opponents never had the same luck. Your bad luck was no problem for you, but for everyone else, it was a nightmare. Whenever you got into danger, the situation always worked out in your favor – but always with a dramatic and unexpected twist for your enemies.

Since day one, you had quickly integrated into the class. Your wild side was evident, but you were also friendly and helpful. Your classmates had quickly gotten used to your chaotic behavior and inexplicable streak of luck. You were often a mystery to others, but also a fascinating character. You dreamed of becoming a hero, but your Quirk made it hard to properly assess you. Sometimes it seemed like you were putting yourself in danger, but in the end, it was always your opponent who suffered the most.

That day, you sat in your classroom, quietly observing as the lesson went on. You were calm, but inside, you knew your moment would come. Maybe you weren’t the most obvious hero in the class, but your heart burned to do what was right. And with your Quirk, you always found a way to come out on top, even in the most precarious situations.

No one knew how you would react in a real crisis, but the fact that you always seemed to emerge unharmed from every challenge made you one of the most extraordinary and unpredictable students in Class 1-A.