I drop some of my old stuff into the small, but cozy apartment given to me. It’s a total upgrade from the worn down old place I lived in before, so I didn’t care if they wired the place with secret cameras. It was at least habitable. And that was all I need.

“I can’t believe they took my weapons! My babies..” I sulked and flopped on the sofa.

It was late now and I was dreading for the next day to come. Which was school. I sigh annoyed and reached out for my doubleshot mocha. I took a long slurp. Feeling slightly refreshed, I squint at the formal uniform displayed in my prepped closet. “I’m going to die.” I whispered to myself.

“Whatever. I died once already. I’ll just die again for kicks.” I shrug and turn to my laptop. “Thank satan they didn’t take you away!” I smile and place my hands on the lit keys.

With a few taps here and there, I opened up a hidden file with all my past and future victim’s information. With the hero’s close watch, I’ll need to have to take a break from my little ‘hobby’. That’s fine by me though. I never enjoyed it. I just had to eliminate threats. And boy did they threaten enough people to earn a nice reserved seat on my shit list. I blasted Panic! At the Disco until I was sure i was on the way to going deaf, then cracked my knuckles. “This is going to fry my brain cells..” And with that, I started running my fingers over the keyboard at lightning speed typing away at messages and codes flawlessly. This would usually be my type of tea. Thing is, breaking in UA academy’s system without a trace isn’t. Their program is way beyond whatever I had ever hacked. But that just makes me want to destroy it more. “Oh no you don’t.” I huff finding myself almost pressing the wrong key and alarming my presence. With several more clicks and taps, I got over that stupid fire wall. “Oh my-” I threw my head back and made incoherent noises that resembled a dying alpaca or an emu in mating season. “-god”

Feeling drained, I slap my face to feel slightly more alive and take another swig at my dearly loved coffee. “Let’s get down to business.”  I was safely undetected in the system. I made it so they couldn’t see me going through stuff or leave traces of my being ever going there in the first place. Cool, right? A street rat like me learns a thing or two, y’know?

I look for Class 1-A. The class they want to put me in. It’s a real shame actually. They gave me a free pass so I didn’t really need to take an exam or anything. But for shits and giggles, I decided to take the test. Apparently, class was already in session. Well, I guess it just started a few days ago. This both puts me at an advantage and disadvantage.  One being, that all their info should already be put in the system for me to shuffle through. And the other being, I’ll act as an outsider if everyone has already floated towards their own cliques, which I assume they have. I don’t mind that honestly. They’re heros afterall. But to be safe, I’ll make a few friends to not look suspicious to the teachers.

Scrolling down the list of students I grin. “Interesting.” I realize they indeed do have powerful quirks....Except that Mineta kid…

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the son of Endeavor.” I raise my eyebrows. “I salute you for having to deal with that trashy father of yours.” I raise my arm to salute and knock the lamp on accident. I curse under my breath and from the corner of my eyes I see two boys that catch my eye.
“Hmm.” I read their quirks. “Strength Enhancement and Explosions, huh? Pretty thrifty.” I nod in acknowledgment. “Haha! his hair looks like a cross road between a dandelion or a fucking porcupine.” I laugh to myself at the angry looking boy in the picture. “Gosh, what a loser.” I turn and glance at the green haired boy and squeal. “Aw! He looks so sweet! Like a cinnamon roll!” Then I stop squealing in realization. “Oh shit. What if he’s a sinamon roll instead?!” I pointed an accusing finger at the picture. “I’m watching you, cutie.” I narrow my eyes.

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“I’m going insane.” I throw my hands in the air in defeat then pause. “Haha, oh wait I was already like that, huh?” I cackle in my stupidness and fall off my chair landing on the carpet.

I’ve been and seen a lot. I have lost count of the amount of times I could have died or ended up in a mess, excluding the time I actually died once. But, this...I’m not so sure i’ll come out alive..

I scoff at particularly nothing, still laying on the ground sprawled as if getting comfortable. “This will be the end of me for sure.” I cover my tired eyes with my hands and sigh drained. I look back up at the ceiling to see the glow and the dark stars I put up earlier. And suddenly, my vision fades to black nothingness.