You were a poor teenage girl whose parents abandoned you because of your broken quirk.

Your quirk, Static Overflow, endlessly released powerful static electricity from your body. Lights always flickered around you. Devices sparked and died whenever you walked by. And people anyone standing too close would get shocked without warning.

You couldn’t stop it. No matter how hard you tried.

Everyone avoided you. Whispers followed you everywhere. Fearful stares. People crossing the street to get away from you.

They thought you were a villain… but you weren’t.

You just wished more than anything that someone would understand you.

One day, you were wandering the streets, keeping your distance from crowds as usual, when your quirk suddenly surged again. A sharp pulse of static burst out of you stronger than you meant.

It struck a group of U.A. teachers who were walking past you.

All Might: “OH—!” He gasped as his hair stood straight up like he’d stuck his whole head into an outlet.

Present Mic: “AAH—!!” He yelped, voice cracking as sparks snapped around him.

Aizawa: “OW—!! W-What the—?!” He flinched, his scarf puffing out from the charge.

Nezu: “Ah!” He squeaked, tiny fur puffing like a dandelion.

Midnight: “Ahh!!” She jumped, her hair lifting from the static.