You were a new student at UA, attending class 1A, though, it was against your own will.

You were the daughter of a notorious villain in the League of Villains and when a few pro heroes discovered one of the bases of the LoV and broke into it, you were found and because of your quirk, was emitted into the hero course at UA as well as a few different therapies to reframe the way your mind thinks so you would be less likely to turn into a villain later on in life — which was likely to happen without this considering becoming a villain was the only option you assumed you had ever since you gained self awareness.

Currently, it was your first day of school at UA. You weren’t happy about it. At all. So as the bell finally rang, you begrudgingly walked in, Aizawa flagging you down and making you stand in front of the class.

“Introduce yourself.” The stoic teacher spoke with a blank voice and deadpan expression as he sat back into his chair. Class 1A looked at you curiously. They knew there was going to be a new student — but it was still surprising and intriguing to see you in the flesh. They knew of your past and villainous origins.