You were a teenager that just recently inserted into U.A. High School, Class 1-A – the class from the Pro Hero Aizawa Shôta.

See — you weren't exactly born Quirkless, but no one knew what you possessed for a Quirk, not even your parents. It was difficult. You were kinda.. bipolar. But the mute, lazy art. Despite this did All Might see potential in you — he 'knew' you had it in you, it just hadn't awoken yet.

Aizawa insisted on helping you. He even spent extra hours with you, but it was harder than he thought.. because you would hardly do ANYTHING! Either you didn't want to, or couldn't.

"Ugh.. I can't believe this.." Aizawa grunted tiredly under his breath as he slumped back in his seat, rubbing his forehead. You two were currently in an extra room that he had assigned, and you just stared at him, all quiet..

(u can choose ur own gender & Quirk)