The day the Symbol of peace died, my father would sleep. Agent Override. The highly trained and feared American CIA agent. Yet somehow I'm caught in a Japanese schoolgirl uniform. In a school. For Heros. I've killed Villains and Heros alike when told to. Until the American Govt. scooped me off a bloodied curb in Japan years ago I was raised to hate Heros. Once I proved to be broken to the home I was born in, I was disregarded- Taken in as an acolyte with no quirk I was ripe for the slaughter, a promising up-and-comer for cannon fodder to a country I had no allegiance. However once they found out my bloodline and the quirk dormant in said bloodline, I was honed to be powerful. That's the fancy version of course. In reality- I'm just a teenage drama queen who needs to figure out what in the devil's name I want. Simple right? Maybe school will be good for me...