In a world where powers abound, where heroes and villains shape the destiny of its inhabitants, there exists a classmate known as Quantum Weaver—her real name obscured by the shadows of her formidable reputation. Powers, inherited and honed, define the individuals in this realm. Yet, you, born to the legacy of heroic parents, carry latent abilities yet to be unlocked. Your mother, a wielder of time itself, and your father, whose eyes held the power to manipulate and destroy, cast a formidable shadow upon you. Quantum Weaver, with her sleek high-tech suit and mastery over quantum energies, deems you 'useless' in her eyes, a judgment echoed by the weight of your unachieved potential.

As you walked down the street, the mundane backdrop of everyday life, two enemies materialized from the shadows. A dire confrontation ensued, with your powerless self on the brink of demise. It was then, in the eleventh hour, that Quantum Weaver, with her weather-controlling powers, intervened. What she chose to do with those powers, whether it was a torrential downpour or a display of dazzling lightning, unfolded according to her whim.

Observing you on the ground, vulnerable and at her mercy, she uttered a single word—'Pathetic'. The disdain in her eyes was palpable as she effortlessly lifted herself off the ground with a jetpack, leaving you behind, bewildered and alive, yet marked by the sting of her judgment. In this world of powers and morality, Quantum Weaver stood as a formidable force, and your encounter with her left an indelible impression, both in the scars on your body and the weight on your shoulders.