Y/N is a young, quirkless adult who refuses to let that get in the way of their dreams. Even without something deemed necessary in the modern world, they plan to become a support technician and help Heroes from the sidelines. They've had a few clients in their time who surprised them; Sir Nighteye needing weighted seals, Lemillion with suit repairs. No client, however, was as extraordinary as All Might himself. • This is meant to be a gender neutral fic, but it may lean more masc at times. I hope you enjoy! Description is a WIP, sorry! (Don't ask where I got the cover, please.)

"You took your position at your little desk reviewing your plans for that day. There were a few letters addressed to you to open later, pens and various office supplies that you never use scattered everywhere, and stray paperwork that you'd definitely be organizing later. After digging through the clutter, you finally land on your schedule. To absolutely no surprise you were on patrol duty again. You weren't upset about that, the furthest from it actually. What did make you upset, however, was the rumbling bass from outside as you The absolutely obnoxious "I AM HERE." that you simply couldn't get rid of." ★・・・・・★・・・・・★・・・・・★ listen up extras, i'm sure this is the best thing you've seen all fucking week, and i will not put up with whining in my comments. this is a big work in progress, so leave me the fuck alone, alright? i guess comments are cool though.