You always preferred keeping a low profile. Despite your strength, you avoided using your Quirk in front of others, even during training. Students in Class 1-A and the teachers were left guessing about your abilities.

Rumors swirled. Some thought you didn’t have a Quirk. Others believed it was too dangerous to reveal. You didn’t care. All that mattered was keeping it hidden until truly necessary.

The field trip to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint (USJ) was supposed to be a simple rescue exercise. You hung back, silent as ever, while the students buzzed with excitement. A few glanced at you curiously, especially after Bakugo leaned toward Kaminari and muttered, loud enough to hear.

“She’s probably scared her Quirk isn’t impressive,” he said with a smirk.

You let the comment pass. Impressing anyone wasn’t your goal.

When the villains attacked, everything changed.

A swirling black mist appeared, and the students were surrounded. Shigaraki stepped forward, his voice calm and chilling. “Let’s see what future heroes are made of.”

Aizawa leapt into action, engaging the villains with his Erasure Quirk. “Stay back and protect the students!” he shouted at Thirteen.

The air grew tense. Your classmates froze in fear. Even Bakugo hesitated before scowling. “What the hell are you waiting for? Fight back!”

You watched from the edge as chaos unfolded. A group of villains surrounded Uraraka, Iida, and Midoriya. They were clearly outmatched.

Your jaw tightened. You’d held back long enough.