*WARNINGS* •Mentions of self harm and suicide. •Mature Language. •Mature moments. •Violence. IF A CHAPTER HAS A FANCY TITLE IT MEANS ITS EDITED AND UPDATED //Preview// I had known Denki since I was a child. My parents were pro heroes and were killed by a villain. After I turned 12 Denki and I started to part ways and live our lives differently. I didn't think I would see him again after that but I was wrong. "Are you Denki?" I ask. He turns around, "Y/N!" I smile, it was Denki. I had signed up to go to U.A high and noticed him at the entrance exam. {Story is under editing, if you see a mistake please comment under it}