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A little girl who had her mom's quirk and her dad's personality. That's what you were made to be. The daughter of a scientist and a pro hero. What a good life you had, right?
The daughter of a scientist who lived on I-Island and was always swarmed by work, barely leaving time for you. The daughter of a pro hero who was constantly used by the Hero Public Safety Commission for dirty work, leading her to falling into a deep depression. What a poor little girl.
The Hero Public Safety Commission had molded your mother into an amazing pro hero, and the top sniper of Japan. And as soon as you were born, it was their plan to create an even better version of her.
"Let go of her!"
Those were the words that had come out of your mother's mouth as you saw her for the last time outside of prison. She was trying to protect you from the police, who had been pulling you away from her as they put her in handcuffs.
At the time of her arrest, you were only six years old. You spent the rest of the night at the police station while your father was called, to which higher-ups from the Commission had also come to ask for his permission to take you in seeing as you didn't live with him.
Of course, he agreed. He figured that you would be in good hands. The Commission had promised him that they would pay for every single thing you could possibly want or need if he were to agree to letting them take you in and train you.
Six years old, training to be an extraordinary hero when you grew up. Every single day you were constantly being reminded by everyone that you needed to be a greater hero than your mother was, and that they refused to let you end up the same way she did. You quickly had to learn to take care of yourself, as you lived in a house with only a nanny to take care of you when needed.
You never exactly went to school growing up. The only reason why you continued to be a very intelligent child was due to the fact that the Commission hired a teacher to teach you for around four hours a day, and you were always kept learning at a very fast pace. But, along with not taking a long time to learn things, you never really developed neat handwriting nor the social skills other kids your age had.
There was one boy, though, that was your age that you had become friends with. Shoto Todoroki, son of the number two hero, Endeavor. He was regularly at the events that you had to go to meant for pros, and you two would talk once he had warmed up for you.
Instead of socializing with other children, you would often talk to pro heroes who would be at the Commission's main building at the same time as you. They all knew that you were somewhat of a troubled kid, but they were always willing to spend time with you and show you new tricks.
One hero in particular that would spend a lot of time with you was All Might himself. He was practically your uncle, seeing as he was best friends with your dad and uncle. You and your cousin, Melissa, had started calling him your uncle when you were both little. He would always drive you around when he had the time, take you to I-Island whenever he was going, and spoil you whenever he got the chance. He was more like a dad to you than your actual dad was.
There was a certain boy who had been taken in by the Commission just like you had, and would train with you all the time. Keigo Takami, soon to be known as the pro hero Hawks.
You were always ahead of the other kids your age. Your grades were outstanding, you had impeccable control over your Quirk, and you had received your Provisional Hero License at the age of twelve.
As you grew up, you were one of the most well known faces in Japan and some other countries around the world. In the public's eyes, you were a beautiful young lady who would become one of the top pro heroes in the near future.
But to you, that didn't matter. You had everything you could've possibly wanted in life, you were pretty, and you were famous. And yet, all you wanted was to feel normal. To be normal.
