In a universe where majority of people have abilities, you were one of the many. Dasom has been bullying you since you both were kids, mainly because he was jealous of a power you had. Light manipulation, the ability to control the light around you. Dasom was strong too, with a contrasting ability. One day after school, he followed you until you were alone and he started beating you up, literally. You were scared of hurting him, so you haven’t used any power.

“You think you’re so.. strong? Huh? Loser, use your stupid lights.” Dasom scoffs as I grabs your collar and punches you in the face.