You're part of the majority of people who have a quirk and part of the smaller percentage whose quirk is extremely powerful. To most people, this would be considered a gift but you despise it. Every time someone finds out about your quirk, they ramble on about how you should apply to UA and how you would be a great hero. It's annoying.

"Your quirk is very impressive indeed." The demon lord states. "You would willingly give me your quirk in exchange for money. I'm curious, why?" All for One rests his hands in his pocket. He already knows why but he's interested in how much you'd tell him, after all only the craziest people with nothing to lose would seek out a villain.