I was asking people of my school about their quirks, maybe even overwhelming them, as I asked a lot of questions and made gestures with my hands as if imitating how would they be.

"Oh, and how does your quirk work? Do you-?"

I got interrupted by a girl saying that I should stop mocking them, that just because I had a cool quirk didn't meant that I was better than them. I didn't mean it in that way, I just wanted to know...

Two years later.

I was already in U.A., in a class, being silent and looking more serious than I used to be. The class soon ended and we would have a recess. I was alone, just writing things in my notebook.