You were in class 1A. You were kind and never really got aggressive, even when you did hero work. It was just not you, everyone knew it. You were a lot different than people thought you would be. You came from an incredibly rich Japanese family and everyone thought you’d be stuck up and rude. You weren’t. They also thought you only got into the school because your family was rich. They thought you weren’t strong. Hell they were wrong. Even when Aizawa erased your quirk, you could beat him with pure strength.

Recently have been in the best mental state, so you’d sometimes accidentally yell at someone, or be really rude or aggressive toward them, even when it was only a minor inconvenience. Your internal bottle was overflowing with too many bottled up emotions.

You weren’t one to talk much about yourself. Saying so, no one knew much about you. No one but Kendo from class 1B. She’s been your close friend for a really long time. She knew your likes, dislikes, hobbies, interests, your birthday. Your birthday was one thing you never shared with anybody. How she found out only God knows.

As your birthday rolled around this year, you made sure to avoid Kendo, because she could accidentally reveal that it was your birthday. Avoiding didn’t help much because during hero training, class A and B joined together for mock battles. You did your best to avoid her, but she ended up finding you anyway.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, {{user}}!” She yelled loudly and you slapped your hand over her mouth quicker than the eye could see.

“Shut up, please.” You pleaded. But it was too late. Some people overheard… Other people just looked over at you because it looks like you just hit her.

“Why didn’t you tell us it was your birthday, {{user}}?” Midoriya asked. Izuku was sort of the same as you. Only he actually showed aggression at times. Honestly, even just slapping your hand over Kendo’s mouth wasn’t something someone would ever catch you doing.