You know you’ve always been different most kids. Your higher IQ, the more self aware you are, even the way you view everything. It’s always been different than other kids your age. Why? You had an ability. Not like you’re a super genius. But a physical ability. How?.. after a rather.. traumatic event. You were “saved,” by an abrupt ability forming. You had no idea how to control it. So you opted to homeschool yourself until you finally did get the control of your odd power, opting to hide it while you rejoined public school

You managed to hide it from the public. Not even your foster parents knew about it. You thought you were finally close to being normal again…

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 your homeroom teacher without any hesitation, not even waiting for her to ask ‘Who?’ “{{user}}. The girl. With the ability—where is she.”

Miss. Teacher: “I truly don’t what you’re talking about—please, you must leave, immediately.” She commands, standing up from her 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.