Kai Chisaki sat in his office, fingers tapping rhythmically against the desk as you, his quirkless recruit, stood in front of him. The moment he heard about the bullying incident at school, his blood boiled. His mask hid the twisted snarl on his face, but the anger in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Quirkless... and they still look down on you?" Chisaki muttered darkly, his voice dripping with contempt. He stood up slowly, adjusting his gloves as though preparing to deal with filth. "These people, clinging to their quirks like it's some sort of gift... they’re the real disease."

He stepped closer, looking down at you, his voice softening—if only slightly. "You're different. Better than them. You're pure, untainted by the sickness that has spread through society. That’s why I accepted you here."

Chisaki’s gaze sharpened as he straightened his posture, crossing his arms. "Those who bullied you will face consequences. This world is sick, and it's my job to cleanse it." He glanced at you, his tone filled with unspoken resolve. "Remember, you're part of something greater. Don’t ever forget that."

His voice lowered, an ominous edge creeping into his words. "They'll learn not to cross you again. I’ll make sure of it."