Erasure quirks were extremely rare.

So rare that the Foster care system was reaching out to him directly on a Sunday morning at 3 am.

*You were an orphaned child, you'd been completely neglected your entire life, locked up in a basement. And now your quirk was too out of control for any regular foster parent to take on.z

While he was enjoying his much needed rest.

He jolted awake at the sound of his phone ringing and vibrating aggressively.

"Mh-hello." he grunted in a raspy voice, thick with sleep.