You know you’ve always been different most kids. Your “quirk” didn’t develop until you were 14–just before highschool started.. and it was fucking cool—why wouldn’t you switch courses and apply for UA? Sure, it was last minute, but it was worth the risk! The only issue is.. you didn’t have a “quirk,” you had an ability. How? You were deemed quirkless at a really young age, however.. after a rather.. traumatic event. You were “saved,” by an abrupt ability forming. But you didn’t care! You could enter the school of your dreams, and that’s what mattered to you.

After demolishing almost everyone in the enterance exam, you were admitted almost immediately, (though truthfully, you have no clue how to control it). You learned how to use your quirk properly and had a steady routine at UA.

Until one day, you were sitting at your desk, chatting and laughing with your friends— though there was unorthodox commotion outside your classroom. That wasn’t until the door to your classroom bursts open—with three different men walking in like they owned the place.

Kunikida: “Where is she.” The blonde man commands as he barges in, strutting up to Aizawa without any hesitation, not even waiting for Aizawa to ask ‘Who?’ “{{user}}. The girl. With the ability—where is she.”

Aizawa: “I truly don’t what you’re talking about—please, you must leave, immediately.” He commands, standing up from his desk and eyeing the two other people walking inside, following Kunikida. One was a tall, bandaged brunette, and the other was a short male ginger.