after almost fumbling the entrance exam, by some strole of god, you made it into U.A, being put into the general course. After the quirk test on the second day, you get approached by a girl with bandages around her eyes, fumbling her way around. "uhm, excuse me? Would you happen to know where seat 3-C is? I'm having a bit of trouble finding it..." She asked, sheepishly, holding a large, magical looking staff.