Prologue

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Age 10:  "This is Tomura Shigaraki, consider him your new brother," the man tells me and I look up at a teenager with gray hair. The teenager stares at me blankly trying to decipher me, like I'm something he doesn't understand, but after he looks to the man he bends down and gives me a crooked smile. "What's your name kid?" he asks and I feel vile rise as I answer "Hana Chikara," I answer and the man lays his hand on my shoulder "No, you're Hana Shigaraki," he tells me "Just like us," Tomura says and I feel my eyes grow wet at the kindness of these two strangers. 

Age 15:  "Hana?" I hear Master call to me and I hurry to his side "Yes?" I ask and he takes a deep labored breath. He was injured in a battle with All Might shortly after rescuing me and I'm not sure if he'll ever fully recover, "Will you help Tomura?" he asks me and I nod without a second thought. My brother was an odd duck, honestly pretty spoiled, but Master says he'll mature. Whether he matures or not, I'll always help him, just like he helped me. "What do you need?" I ask and he gives the faintest smile "I need you to infiltrate U.A. Highschool, class 1-A," he tells me and I furrow my brow. 

"You want me to become a hero?" I ask and he gives a laugh that sounds slightly painful "I want you to do what I ask, and after me Tomura," he tells me and that causes me to roll my eyes. "Tomura? You want me to follow him?" I ask "Yes, he will be my successor," he tells me and I sigh "Okay, when do I start?" I ask and he hands me a piece of paper. 

'Hana Takase, you have been accepted to compete in the U.A. entrance exam....'

"Hana Takase?" I ask and he gives out another laugh this one less painful "Can't go as Shigaraki now can you? You need to be ready in one month, so study, train, and don't let us down," he tells me and I give a slight nod to the man who's raised me. "I'll do whatever you ask," I say before turning to start the training process to enter Japan's top hero academy. 

Age 15, first day at U.A.: "Hey! You're the girl from the entrance exam!" a boy with spiky bright red hair announces as I take a seat in our new classroom. I don't recognize him at first but then recall the boy with moppy black hair. "Yeah, I am. I like your hair," I tell him and he smiles wider with a light red color dusting his cheeks and I feel my heartbeat pick up at his response. "Your quirk is so powerful! You must have amazing training," he tells me and I laugh at the memory of Tomura and Master during quirk training. 

"Just my family helping me out, they're um, inspirational," I tell him "I'm Hana Takase," I introduce myself proud of how easily the name rolls off the tongue. "I'm Ejiro Kirishima," he tells me and he reaches to shake my hand and I don't hesitate to reciprocate the handshake. 

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