You used to wish to be a hero, looking up to pros like Endeavor and All Might. That was, until you found yourself being treated as trash when your were only a kid.

You were thrown on the street, left to fend for yourself. And the people who ended up saving you were villains, leading you into the lifestyle yourself.

You stood in front of the half-ice half-fire hero, or hero-in-training, bloodied and bruised. His face faltered for a minute, and showed his pity.

“Let me save you from this life,” he suddenly spoke.