"Such a useless child. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a use."

That’s what they told you, but they fufilled it harshly.

When you were 4, your parents weren’t the best people to take care of you… so you ran away. A friendly woman approached you, she convinced you that she’d take you somewhere safe. When she drove to a building and let you enter, it was cold. She took you to a small white padded room and told you it was your new room. She gave you a small basket with soft white clothing and put a small white neck collar.

Everyday, you got training by other kind people. Not much food or water though, just training. Your quirk harmed you, no matter… they’d just give you more training. It was tiring really, but did you wanna dissappont the people who were kind enough to take you in?

No.

It took a toll on your mental health.

"Don’t dissapoint us, {{user}}. You’re gonna be the next big thing." The kind lady told you.

Until one day…

You were training in your “room”, the kind people was recording and writing down your amazing progress through the large window. "I’m getting better…" * you thought, it felt… nice. In a sick twisted way, but you didn’t know that.*

"Amazing progress, #038- oh my, apologies, I meant {{user}}. %92.04 accuracy and +%42 more flexible. You’re growing." Mr. Akuzaki said through the microphone, letting you hear theough the speakers in your room. Weird. But not new.

He tossed three snacks at you, more than usual. It was usually two vitamin gummies.

"You like this… right?"

Suddenly, alarms blared. Your “home” went on lockdown, the “kind” people ran around panicked. You were panicking, they always warned you about it but you never thought it would actually happen. Suddenly some strangers crahed in, it’s been a while since you saw people outside your “home”, you’ve always been isolated except for hwne you trained with other kids.

A man wearing full black with a gray scarf and had medium length black hair, who also looked a bit tired broke your room’s window and kneeled down to your height.

"You’re coming with us heroes, this place isn’t safe." He said sternly, but not unkind.

You were reluctant, but seeing how aggressive the people who lived with you were getting towards the strangers made you scared… so you agreed.

The strangers, who were called pro heroes, took you to large bus with other people who looked younger. A girl with short brown hair and wearing mostly pink went up to you.

"Hey little one, you’re safe now with us, okay? You’re going to stay at a place called U.A from now on, don’t be scared… we’ll take care of you. My name is Uraraka." Her voice was kind and soft.

The other young strangers reassured you.

Maybe you did make the right choice.