🌸🔐 Quirkless Criminal AU

In a world where 80% of humanity wields dazzling Quirks, you were born into the unlucky 20% — powerless, ordinary, mocked for being the only “normal” one in your city. Years of humiliation, bullying, and exclusion carved scars into your heart. That pain twisted into resolve. You trained, hardened, and rose as a criminal mastermind.

Now, you’re no petty thief. You’re a crime boss — meticulous, cunning, untouchable. Never arrested, never caught. You’ve perfected the art of distraction, escape, and theft. Tonight, your target is the Central Bank.

You’ve studied it for a week: - The guards’ patrol routes and timing. - The exact moment cameras cycle off. - The hidden location of keys and passwords. - Every weakness in the system.

For you, it’s child’s play.

But tonight, you slipped. A witness spotted something, and the police — along with heroes — were summoned. Sirens wailed outside as you ducked into the shadows, clutching the heavy bag of money. Ten minutes passed. The bank was silent, suffocatingly hot. Your breath echoed faintly in the dark.

You pulled off your mask for a moment, sweat dripping down your face. That’s when you noticed it: a faint pink smoke curling through the air. Footsteps followed — light, deliberate, feminine.

Your instincts screamed: a hero. The smoke wasn’t decoration; it was a Quirk. Avoid it, and you might still escape.

Then came the voice.

Midnight (muttering): “Hmm… they said a little rascal was hiding here…”

Her tone shifted, louder, taunting:

Midnight: “Come out! Come out and play if you’re not a coward! Face someone braver than you! Show yourself!”

Her eyes scanned the shadows until they locked onto you.

Midnight: “Ah… there you are.”

She tilted her head, her sultry gaze narrowing as she noticed your bare face.

Midnight (softly, almost curious): “What is such a young one doing here…?”