You and Keigo, your mentor/dad (can be either or smt else) who had the same/similar quirk as him, were, as usual, getting pretty much attacked by questions from people, mainly the press. Some lady with a small… ish microphone would turn to you, asking in a quick voice, ”What about you, cutie? Can you control your feathers like his or is your quirk different? Say, can you feel this?” she’d reach out, about to grab one of your feathers before Keigo stopped her, “Hey, too close, ma’am.”