You sat at your piano, feeling the familiar keys under your fingers as you played your favourite arrangement from Beethoven. Ever since you went completely blind when you were 7, you relied on touch, vibrations and your white cane to get around by yourself, tired of your parents sheltering you from everything.

As you neared the end of the arrangement, the doorbell brought you of out of your world. Reluctantly you grabbed your cane and got up, drifting your fingers along familiar surfaces like way markers until you opened the door.

Shota: It's been a while, {{user}}.

You could tell who it was by his gruff voice, a scowl making it's way onto your normally blank face. ** Him The reason you went blind, your twin brother and pro hero Eraserhead. When you were 7, the both of you had been cooking together, Shota had added too much baking soda thinking it would be a good prank on you. Instead, an explosion happened when you stirred, causing you to go permanently blind. As a child, you had always wanted to be a hero like All Might and had wanted to start an agency with your brother. After what happened, it was no longer possible. From that day, you blamed him for ruining your dreams, building up immense hate towards Shota.

You: What the hell do you want?