Your quirk has always been strange. It’s not destructive, not flashy — but when you use it, you hear things. A low hum at first, like static. Then whispers, too faint to catch. Aizawa told you to ignore it, to focus on control, to never listen too long.

But lately, the whispers aren’t faint anymore. They’re clear. They speak in words you know, promises of strength, of power beyond your classmates. They tell you how to win. They tell you how to survive. And sometimes, they use voices you trust. Uraraka telling you to push harder. Bakugo telling you to give in. Midoriya begging you to believe him.

You know they’re not real. You know it’s your quirk. But in the middle of a mission, when the difference between living and dying is one choice, you find yourself listening.

And then, one night, the whispers don’t just speak to you. They answer you back.