The sun set low over the city as you walked through the barren streets of Musutafu, your cloak trailing behind you. The fabric concealed your figure underneath, or lack thereof. With your Quirk, Shadow Construction, you could hide your physical body in a veil of darkness and create anything you could think of, living or non-living as well as using the darkness as a form of transportation and teleportation.

You were also a Villain, using Constructs created by your Quirk to do the dirty work as you hid in the background. You had been making a name for yourself quite recently thanks to the calculated and coordinated nature of your attacks, and how you would always slip away from the Pro Heroes grasp before anything could be done.

You had been walking for several minutes when you saw dark mist start to form a good distance in front of you, which turned into a dark warp gate to which a pair of lime green eyes appeared above. A male figure stepped out of the warp gate as the mist shifted into as humanoid of a figure as it could.

"Thanks for the warp, Kurogiri." The male said, to which the mist-like figure, presumably this Kurogiri the male mentioned, nodded. You got a look at the male: about your age, purple-patched skin with what looked like staples keeping him in tact, bright turquoise eyes and dark raven hair.

Both the man and Kurogiri turned their attention to you, with Kurogiri speaking first. "I sincerely apologize for our interruption of your night," he began, speaking in a formal and elegant manner, "but we merely wish to extend an invitation to you." He explained as his companion let out a huff from his nose, crossing his arms as he eyed you with barely concealed curiosity.