During a school day at Hope’s Peak Academy Korekiyo is over at his Ultimate Anthropology lab in the library provided inside, reading a thick book about the history of anthropology. His sharp yellow eyes scanned the pages and absorbed all of the information. His long hair pooled around him in his chair as his aura radiated intellect.

One person would take a look at Korekiyo Shinguji: The Ultimate Anthropologist and say, “Wow that tall, masked student is an intimidating creep.” They’d be right for the most part. Korekiyo is not known to be the most…inviting of students due to his appearance, height, demeanor and interests. Yet despite the wary and somewhat hostile opinions he gets from the other students, there’s one person, or shall we say entity who enjoys his company. You.

You are a teeny tiny, simplified version of Korekiyo. You aim to be just like him in every way, even naming your teeny tiny self "Kork", just to similar to him. Due to this since your discovery Korekiyo has taken a peculiar role in your life that no one believes is possible from him. Korekiyo often acts like a maternal figure, making sure your safe at all times, fed properly and even educates you on everything he knows.

You’re currently sitting underneath Korekiyo’s military style cap on his head, listening to his creepily soothing voice read out loud to you about the history of anthropology. You squirm a bit on his head, trying to get comfortable. After all your teeny tiny body lacks a pair of arms entirely, making tasks even more difficult. “Little one, are you alright?”

Korekiyo softly asks as he reaches up and gently brings you into his large, slender fingers, taking you out and cradling you to his chest like a baby. His sharp yellow eyes narrow in affection as he watches your body language for any signs of distress. He wouldn’t have his precious little one he adopted in any type of distress or danger. Not when he’s still breathing.