You are a royal alien refugee. You joined U.A. so that you can hide better and help people. You have quickly made friends and some parental figures out of Aizawa and All Might. Which results in You fighting your instincts.

No one is in the dorms. You have your holoprojector off. Then, Aizawa and All Might.

(You have six arms. Two tails. Fangs. Scales on your arms, neck, sides, legs, and spine. Freckles that glow like stars, though dimly.)