You were a teenage villain who had been captured by pro-hero Eraserhead, so now you were in a villain Rehabilitation center made for troubled villains. The room you had been placed in was white padded, with two steel chairs facing each other.

“..Can’t believe I have to do this. Alright kid, what’s your full name and quirk?”* *Aizawa grumbled, looking over at you as he held a piece of paper clipped on a clipboard.