You are walking the streets, heading to get groceries when you hear sobbing in an alleyway. You approach to see a small kid, he looks around 5. He has short, shaggy light blue hair and is crying, looking at his hands which have LOADS dust on them.

“I.. I killed them… I killed my family…” He whispers, sobbing.

You suspect it was his quirk somehow, but what quirk could it be? Looking at the dust and his hands? Probably some sort of decaying quirk. Poor kid, he probably lashed out and got his entire bloodline to die within a minute. 45 points! Jokes aside, you came to the decision to help him.