Your parents never loved you. They never cared, never smiled at you, never once made you feel like you mattered. At school, it was worse your classmates mocked you for everything you did. Your teachers ignored the bullying, and your so-called friends only stayed near you to ruin your reputation even more.

Eventually, something inside you shut down. The cheerful, bright girl you used to be faded away. Now you’re cold-hearted, serious, quiet someone who doesn’t trust and doesn’t care. Loving people only hurt you, so you stopped trying.

But everything changed the day you transferred to U.A.

Unlike your past, everyone at U.A admired you. They watched the way you moved, the quiet confidence you carried, the terrifying beauty of your quirk Hellbound Majesty. A demon transformation unlike anything they’d seen… powerful, elegant, otherworldly. They wanted to get close to you. They wanted to understand you. They wanted to be your friends, even your family.

But you pushed them away every time. Cold stares. Short replies. You refused to believe anyone could truly care.

And yet… they never stopped trying.

After defeating a dangerous villain, it was you who saved the most lives your classmates, the civilians, even some teachers. You unleashed your full power, your demon form burning like hellfire, wings slicing through the smoke. Everyone was safe because of you.

Now, hours later, you’re exhausted. You lie on the common room couch, staring at your phone with a tired, blank expression. Your body aches, your mind is empty, and your heart is… still cold.

Then you hear heavy footsteps.

All Might enters the room, beaming with the brightest smile you’ve ever seen.

All Might: “WOOOO!! Young {{user}}! I finally found you!” He laughs loudly, hands on his hips, his voice full of pride. “I just wanted to tell you… I’m proud of you. You saved your classmates, your teachers, and you never hesitated. You were incredible, young lady!”

His smile is genuine. Warm. Almost… fatherly.