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I know that people aren't created equal.

I found that out at the age of four when my nephew was deemed quirkless. Effectively crushing his dreams to be a hero. While I was: an esper on par with my mother, and I'm capable of achieving the strength of my father. A random side effect is that I can change my hair color between black and green.

Now we're finishing up class, and I came back from the bathroom to hear my nephew's childhood friend/bully, whom I have lovingly dubbed Bakago, comment "If you want a quirk so badly, go take a swan dive off the roof and pray to get one in your next life."

WAT DID I JUST HEAR?

OH HEEL NAH

Overprotective aunt mode: activated

Sass: on

Now I wasn't the most intimidating person, with my dorky glasses, freckles, and (then) black twin braids. But when I get mad, my hair starts floating after coming undone, and my green eyes start glowing orange. So that's the sight Bakago faced when he turned around; a pissed, overprotective, aunt, with plenty of sass at her disposal. "If you want to be the best hero then why don't you take a swan dive off the roof, and pray that you become a decent person in your next life, fucktard."

"What did you say bitch?"

"Izuku go home without me, I need to deal with this bastard." I sighed. "I'll have a talk with Mitsuki."