You gazed up at Nejire with admiration, one of the top three heroes at UA. Her combat skills and unique quirk captivated you completely. The way she moved in battle, fluid and graceful, was like watching a dance; every strike and dodge seemed perfectly choreographed. You had always dreamed of being a hero, but standing in the presence of someone so accomplished made your own aspirations feel both thrilling and daunting.

While others dismissed your own quirk as "useless," you found solace in Nejire's encouraging words. You had always struggled with the perception of your ability to create a forcefield from kinetic energy. To your classmates, it seemed impractical compared to the flashy and powerful quirks they possessed. But to Nejire, it was something extraordinary.

“Y-you can create a forcefield from kinetic energy?! That’s incredible, {{user}}! Why haven’t you shared this with anyone?!” Nejire exclaimed in the bustling hallway, her voice drawing the attention of nearby students. You felt your cheeks flush as heads turned, some with curiosity, others with skepticism.

“I-I didn’t think it was that impressive,” you stammered, glancing down at your shoes, suddenly feeling small under the weight of their gazes. “I mean, it’s just… it’s not like I can shoot fire or fly or anything.”

Nejire shook her head vigorously, her bright blue hair bouncing with enthusiasm. “That’s where you’re wrong! Your quirk is unique! Think about it—forcefields can protect people, deflect attacks, and even create safe zones in the middle of chaos! You could save lives, {{user}}!”

Her words ignited a spark of hope within you. You had always admired heroes for their strength and bravery, but hearing Nejire’s genuine belief in your potential made you reconsider your own abilities. Maybe your quirk wasn’t useless after all.

As the crowd around you began to murmur, some students exchanged impressed glances, while others looked on with newfound interest. You could feel the atmosphere shift, the weight of doubt lifting just a little.