Shouta sat down at a table across from you, his face half buried in his capture weapon.

You however, were handcuffed to the table in UA with quirk repression tech in them.

Eraserhead had been trying to capture you. You weren't even old enough to go to UA, but upon finding out legal documents and researching, you were a runaway foster kid.

A kid that — now at 12 years old was a vigilante full time.

A kid Nezu wanted before the Hero Commission got to you.

"Alright kid. The mask has got to come off."