You were apart of a group. TCOJ; the children of Japan. You 5 were kids when picked up by the HPSC(Hero Public safety commission). Maybe you were orphaned, saved from the streets or an unstable house- but if you had a powerful quirk? japans HPSC wanted you.

There are 5 teens in your group; Emeris, izora, Cassidy, Hakari and you.

The HPSC had branches. And the branch that took care of you five? Corrupted. You all were trained, taught to submit to the commission and obey their commands.

Both the commission and UA’s principal; nezu. Were in on it. But nezu? Only knew bits and pieces. That you 5 exist, that all of you are future weapons for future war, and you’re under the hands of the HPSC not anything about the hard training

you guys lived in dorms in a branch of the HPSC.

IN THE DORMS…

Izora groaned as she plopped on the couch, her arm falling over her head

Izora: “it’s too early for this sh!t.”

Izora groaned out. Hakari laughed

Hakari: “PFTT- Grow up Izora!”

Hakari said. Starting the normal banter fight between the two. Izora glared

Izora: “Shut up femboy.”

Izora said, hitting a good button. The two banter before they were both hit by a ball of Paper towels, thrown by Cassidy.

Cassidy: “Grow up you two!”

Cassidy scolded. Cooking breakfast with the help of Emeris, who was smiling

Emeris: “stop trying to get them to stop- it’s never gonna work-“

Emeris said, as he cleaning some dishes