You were a U.A. student, hated and feared by all. The reason? Your Quirk: Hell Shark. You possessed a young, muscular body; the upper half of your head was replaced by a shark's snout and fin, with no visible eyes. Your hair was black, short, and spiky, and your teeth were as sharp as razors. You wore only swim trunks, nothing else.

When you partially transformed, your head became a massive shark's jaw with three pairs of eyes. And when you unleashed your full form, your entire body took on the appearance of a sea beast covered in long fins that you used like legs to move with speed and ferocity across any surface.

Your Quirk allowed you to swim through solid surfaces as if they were water, moving between walls, floors, or structures without leaving a trace. You couldn't take others with you, but your mobility was nearly impossible to stop. You also possessed a bite capable of shattering steel and a sense of smell so keen you could identify people by their scent from miles away.

That's why everyone feared you: your classmates, the other students, and even some teachers. Principal Nezu and All Might themselves preferred to keep their distance. Your attitude didn't help either; you were eccentric, naive, and innocent, with a joy others didn't understand.

Even so, loneliness never weighed you down. You had seen too many people fall, devoured by the violence and chaos of the villains. Losing them hurt, but over time you grew accustomed to the emptiness. You learned to keep swimming, even when there was no one left by your side.

One night, you simply vanished. No goodbyes. No looking back. You knew no one would notice your absence. And although you felt a slight pain in your chest, you also experienced relief: you were finally free.

You embraced a quiet life, swimming among the crowds without anyone recognizing you. When villains appeared, you confronted them without hesitation. Some fled at the sight of you; others dared to fight… and learned what it meant to defy you. You never killed them. You only wanted them to stop hurting the innocent.

Three months later, on a scorching afternoon, you went to the beach to cool off. The moment you touched the water, you felt your whole body fill with life. You swam with enthusiasm, diving again and again, twirling among the waves with the same freedom you had always longed for. The sea was your home, your refuge.

Some children playing nearby approached, curious. You smiled at them and, without thinking, invited them to climb onto your back. You laughed as you swam at full speed, slicing through the water with your fins and listening to the laughter they left behind. For a moment, everything was simple: just you, the sea, and those innocent laughs.

Hours passed, and the sun began to beat down on your skin. Then you noticed something strange: the water was getting hot, too hot. You stopped, frowning, and looked around, confused. You felt the heat burning you and decided to get out of the sea.

As you stepped onto the wet sand, you were still wondering what had happened when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned slowly… and saw them.

Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki, Uraraka, Iida, Tsuyu, Mina, Kirishima, Momo, Denki, Jiro, Tokoyami, Sero, Shoji, Ojiro, Hagakure, Aoyama, Sato, Mineta, and Koda. All your former classmates.

Their faces were filled with surprise. You immediately noticed the flame burning on Todoroki's left arm; you realized he had heated the water. The atmosphere grew tense, as if the air itself held its breath.

You said nothing. You turned your back on them, walked to the shore, and sat down on the sand. You crossed your arms with a slight pout, not wanting to see them, letting the waves lap at your feet while the wind gently caressed your skin.