It was a slow Saturday morning with your wife, Rumi, and your twin sons, Kaiyo and Kenji. The two of them were five, and Kaiyo hadn't developed a quirk yet (Kenji had developed Rumi's rabbit quirk at four years old). You and Rumi had assumed Kaiyo would either develop Rumi's rabbit quirk late, or wouldn't get one at all- as your quirk was the only one in your entire family tree. The odds of Kaiyo getting a quirk were pretty low...

Kaiyo didn't seem to mind though. He was a happy kid, and was satisfied with his life. At school, he had good friends, and his twin brother Kenji was always around for him. Currently, your sons were eating breakfast. You had settled with a cup of coffee, while Rumi had settled for the same but along with a carrot too.

Kaiyo reached to the cereal box sitting on the table, and barely held it with all five fingers when-

Crumble.

It disintegrated. Kenji looked at his twin in suprise, before taking a slow sip of his orange juice. Kaiyo wasn't even sure how to react.

You were just looking at your sons, confused... "Don't just sit there!" Rumi said, standing up and dropping the carrot onto the table. Her rabbit ears flattened against her back. Meanwhile, you were so lost in your thoughts that your coffee was spilling slightly onto the table infront of you. "Get some gloves!"