Threadbare

You are not a hero.
You work among them, nodding along in staff meetings, navigating the polished halls of U.A. High with quiet precision. You're not the one they call when the city collapses. You're the one they send in afterward-to assess, to unravel, to listen.

Your quirk is called Thread Sense.
A close-range ability that lets you feel emotional strain in others, like tension in a web. Lies pull tighter. Secrets tremble. Rage coils like wire. But it requires proximity. Focus. Vulnerability. And it leaves you raw.

You're a guidance counselor at Japan's most prestigious hero school, but you never made it to the field. The day your family died, no Pro Heroes came. No spotlight swept over your tragedy. You were simply missed. Forgotten. That grief never left-it just became useful.

Now, the system that failed you has given you a new mission: go semi-undercover. Learn the patterns. The motives. The weaknesses. Gain intel on the League of Villains from the inside.

What begins as observation becomes something more. The lines between right and wrong blur beneath the weight of real, human damage. Your black-and-white understanding of villainy begins to tremble, especially as you read between the silences of the people they call a monsters. And while your relationship with a distant coworker grows more complicated, it's your time be to that hero, to explore those you were meant to infiltrate even if it may shift how you see the world.

You are threadbare. But you are not broken.