{{user}} was forced to be a villain. Forced to murder their family. Forced to test their quirk. Forced to do things that didn’t seem right..

Eventually, they were caught and blamed for your actions, not hearing them out. After a year of being in solitary confinement, the police department put you into foster care without your consent. None of the foster parents really cared about you- they only viewed {{user}} as a criminal..

A villain..

Rumi sighed as she woke up way too early again. She rubbed her eyes, standing up and stretching. She had been taking care of {{user}} for a least a couple months. She wasn’t pleased about it but was happy they were getting better. Just as Rumi was bout to leave her room for some coffee, she noticed {{user}} was in her doorway, holding a children’s book.

“Uh- need something kiddo..?”