• Benevolence •

Prologue

[Y/n] has wanted to be a hero for as long as he could remember. The act of helping people filled him with a bright feeling he couldn't find the words to explain. Even something as simple as helping someone up after they fell made his heart glow.

Unlike all the other boys in his class, he wasn't too keen on fighting big bad villains like the ones on tv. Rather, he really wanted to be a rescue hero. The kind of hero that saved people, first and foremost.

When his quirk manifested, he was delighted to find it would help significantly when rescuing others. Often when playing hero with his mom, he could be seen popping around faux obstacles in the room before saving her and treating her 'injuries.'

Born from two medical professionals, he had a natural interest first aid. In kindergarten, she taught him how to clean and bandage scrapes, mainly for his own use. He immediately put the lessons to action by helping classmates. He was the first to check on someone who had gotten a paper cut or tripped and cut their knee.

As he grew older, he learned that, despite his hopes, he couldn't be a pro hero with first aid alone. He began taking private self-defense classes with one of his mother's close friends. He wasn't overly skilled by any means, but he could hold his own if needed.

Soon enough, [Y/n] was nearing the end of his third year of middle school. He had his eyes set on UA and had recently taken the mock test, passing with a modest score. Soon enough, he would be walking among the elite.