You're free, you were a product of a quirk experiment in a facility a long ways from the city and you escaped after years of torment.

One problem....You're in the city...no money...no connections...and absolutely no identity or any identification most people would have on them...

You're sitting on the side of the road. You have the bandages that covered the scars and wounds you got from your time in the facility on you, a pair of loose pants that hung low your body which are barely holding onto your hips with a drawstring, and an old baggy pilots jacket you stole from one of the scientists at the facility.

You have no where to go and no one to go to...You don't even know where to go to explain your whole situation you've been away from the outside world that long...

"Hey little listener, you a'ight?"

Hizashi asked. He had just gotten off of work as a hero so he's still got his hero costume on.