𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 -
about a student attending U.A. learning to navigate through the hardships and reality of what it is to want to become a hero with a villainous quirk.
𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸 -
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My parents, Kenji Yamada and Kazuo Bubaigawara were well-known and famous in the eyes of society. Still, they were not accepted by all due to them being the first openly gay hero couple. It was anything but easy for them to build up their status as heroes to climb up the ranks. They were denied by many when it came to applying to hero agencies but they managed to prove themselves as they became part of the highest-ranking heroes in Japan. But being amongst the higher ranks came with various other hardships.
My father, Kenji Yamada, was known as the pro-hero Sentimental. His quirk was dictated by his emotions. If he was sad he could manipulate water but if he was angry he could manipulate fire. He manipulated many elements including, water, fire, earth, ice, and wind. As he harnessed his quirk, he made his way up to become the fourth strongest hero among the ranks.
My other father, Kazuo Bubaigawara, was known as the pro-hero Vamp. He had a blood manipulation quirk which made him quite a powerful and dangerous hero as he could control his own and other people's blood. When villains learned of his unique power the word was spread to avoid him at all costs as facing him would most likely lead to defeat or worse, death.
Villains were not the only people who were afraid of my father, so was everyone around him. From a young age, many people deemed his quirk to be that of a villain. He was bullied severely in school, being reminded repeatedly of how he was better off becoming a villain and would never make a good hero. But that did not stop him from following his dream to become a pro-hero who would achieve the second strongest place within the ranks.
As both my parents grew stronger and built a good reputation and name for themselves within the hero world, they opened their own agency together. They soon after had me. I was a surrogate baby which stirred the media as citizens began to worry that I would distract my pro-hero parents from their hero work. My parents still managed to juggle their many responsibilities. Many admired my parents as they continued saving citizens while still finding time to raise me.
When I was three years old, my parents left me under the care of my uncle Hizashi, better known as the pro-hero Present Mic, for a few days due to a mission. Their mission consisted of defeating a villain who had been terrorizing many other pro-heroes due to his specific ideologies and beliefs to 'improve society'. That mission would be known as their last.
Although I don't remember much of it, what I do recall the most vividly was witnessing my parent's bloodied and lifeless bodies on the television screen. Aizawa was there when it was announced and he had fallen to his knees at the news of his childhood friends having been killed. Hizashi had hugged me so tightly I thought I would suffocate. But the truly suffocating feeling was the realization that I would never see my parents again. And so, my uncle Hizashi became my guardian.
When I turned five I had developed my quirk which was a combination of both of my fathers'. I had gained the ability to manipulate a multitude of elements consisting of fire, water, earth, ice, and wind; including some new ones that my father was not able to control like lightning and shadows. Unlike my father, my emotions did not dictate what elements I could manipulate, rather they activated and controlled the intensity of the elements I manipulated. If I was feeling extremely sad I could accidentally freeze or burn myself and my surroundings. A minor physical trait that I developed was that my eyes would change color in correlation to whatever emotions I was experiencing.
As I grew older Aizawa and Hizashi helped me get better control of my quirk due to me having random outbursts that would lead to things catching on fire or causing a strike of lightning to abruptly come down. I later discovered I had also developed my father Kazuo's blood manipulation when accidentally causing a classmate to have an intense nosebleed. When my teacher informed my uncle, he was surprised but told me that I should never use it as it could cause great damage. And so I learned to never use it but lived in constant fear of hurting someone someday if I lost control.
Since both Aizawa and Hizashi worked as teachers at U.A. High School, which was considered the top hero academy in Japan, I would accompany them while they taught their students. I had been introduced to many other pro-heroes who also worked at the academy and had known my parents. Many sympathized with my story and pitied me. Their pity became a constant reminder of the loss of my parents. I didn't want to be treated differently, I wanted to be seen as a driven future pro-hero, not someone who is only known and recognized for their sad backstory.
When I was thirteen and in middle school, Aizawa introduced me to some students who were attending U.A. Their names were Mirio, Tamaki, and Nejire. The three of them were close friends and had strong promising quirks that I knew would make them great pro-heroes someday. My uncle told me that it would be good for me to know some students who are already going to U.A. before I start attending as a freshman. We quickly became close as they did not treat me as if I were a charity case like many others would due to the loss of my parents.
When the time came, I enrolled into U.A. and was accepted through recommendation by both Aizawa and Hazushi, but I knew that the biggest determining factor was truly my parents. I didn't exactly feel the best as some would say that I had gotten the easy way in through my connections, but I genuinely wanted to prove myself and that time was soon to come.
