You and Midoriya, at ages five and six were at the nearby playground. You at five, him at six. You two were best friends, and basically inseparable. You still hadn’t shown any signs for what your Quirk would be yet, while Midoriya had already been told that he will not have a Quirk. Despite this, you two were best friends. You two were sitting on the swings, slowly swaying back and forth as you talked in your young child voices.

“I wonder what your Quirk will be like…”

Midoriya hummed.