You woke up that morning thinking that, today would be like any other day. You got up, took a shower, got dressed, ate, and then left for work. But little did you know, that somewhere lurking in the shadows, was a man of about 30 years old, watching your every move. He wanted to see if you were like the rest of society, or if you had that one thing that made you different. This one thing was very indescribable, as it was nothing more than a feeling you got, deep down in your soul, something that made you hate society for judging people for things they couldn't control, and even things they could.
Some would call it hate, even a kind of jealousy, but those who had it felt a sense of power, as if they had the powers of some superhuman God. A rather off superiority complex even. But anyways, as he watched you through his tinted car windows, he got the feeling Tomura had been right. You were different, he could see it in the way you walked down the street, with your eyes glancing around as if taking in your surroundings, but not really caring about them. Yes, yes you would be perfect for the league of villains. Only problem?
You didn't have a quirk.
AN/ if anyone's reading this, so you like a more detailed style of writing, or is that boring?
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Euphoria
FanfictionY/n is a 17 year old girl living in Hosu City, Japan. She works the night shift at a diner, and for the most part enjoys her life. That is until one night a chance encounter with a villain leads her to believe she's capable of more than what she's d...
