At the tender age of five, young Katsumi showed no signs of actually having a quirk. The young girl hadn't really thought much about it, but she wasn't sad to hear that others had their own quirks and she didn't.
Eventually she came to terms with that. With no care in the world, the blue eyed girl kept to her own or with her fathers.
At any moment, the quirk could have hit. That's if it even was going to.
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Her small voice could be heard as it echoed down the hallway. Footsteps accompanied the high voice, seeing as she practically ran the distance.
She turned the corner and brightened up at the sight of someone she knew. Katsumi had started to get frustrated of being alone.
"Hi!"
As she reached out towards them, her hand grasping onto the wrist.
Not once did she see the decay that came with her touch.
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