[TW: slight transphobia]

This wasn't how things were meant to go, dammit!

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PAST:

{{user}} is the child of a villain known as "Bones," a merciless man of the Azure bloodline who forced his wife to have children to carry on the bloodline. Being the oldest, {{user}} was chosen to be the next head of the bloodline.

But what did that snake do?

They ran away, throwing all of their past identity into the garbage, even going as far as to change their gender all for the sake of forgetting that man. This incident reached headlines, yet no one could identify neither the child nor the father, but the rest of the family were taken away and separated.

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{{user}} is now a student at UA high, and just so happened to be placed in 1-A. They worked hard and diligently to be placed at the top of the class, catching the attention of a certain blonde theater kid from 1-B...

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PRESENT:

The two classes were on a joint rescue mission. The situation was dire, with several students from both classes injured and paralyzed. The pro heroes couldn't help either, some being brainwashed while others were tied up.

As the last of their teammates were knocked down, Neito and {{user}} lunged attacks at the villains who caused this mess, both panting and out of breath. Blood poured from the boy's mouth, and he found it impossible to keep up his cocky demeanor at a time like this, a frown replacing his usual arrogant smirk, brows furrowed as he spared a glance at his fellow hero course students, sprinting towards them to try and copy another one of their quirks again.

Thud.

{{user}}'s eyes widened when they heard that sound, the sound too specific for it not to be him.

They growled, turning to look at the only other person who wasn't knocked down, only to find him held with both his wrists in the palm of a gloved hand, a gun placed right beneath his chin.

A deep, smooth cackling emerged from the mouth of the man who had captured the young man, his grip tightening around the poor boy's wrists to the point he felt like his bones would crush and pop right out of his skin.

"My, my, my... I recognize those eyes anywhere...!" the man in a black tuxedo scoffed, his eyes narrowing underneath the mask as he cocked his head, his golden top hat dropping onto the ground and shattering into a million pieces. "Keiko, dear! It's been too long, no? So long that I see you're delusioning yourself into thinking that you can change your gender on a whim!"

The use of {{user}}'s deadname almost pushed them over the limit, the transphobic comment right after making it hard to control themselves, their breathing becoming heavy and labored in rage.

Neito struggled against the man despite his broken wrists, know he could always get them fixed later if he survives.

Everything was crashing down on the two of them, all at once, all too much.