Y/n sipped her tea, looking at her computer, living her normal life. She had her hair pulled away from her face, in a very messy bun. (that totally wasn't a blob on her head) She frowned to herself, seeing she was not qualified for another job. "I'm done with this life shit-" 

She sighed and shut off the laptop. "I'm going to starve to death, and I'm almost fine with that." Y/n stands up, going to the kitchen to see what there was, and made a small list of things to get next time she had money. 

Y/n had tried to be a hero once, she had even got into UA, but was removed from the course quickly, as she had very little skill compared to her class. She trained everyday since then, but nothing could change the fact that she had been removed. 

That was years ago now. She looked down at herself. A maroon hoodie, and black leggings. compared to the hero she could of been, this was nothing. Y/n sighed. She needed a walk. 

Music blasts in her ears, as she walked along the sidewalk. This was great. Her favorite singer sings to her from a device, its not crowded, and Y/n was enjoying herself. 

Well, She was enjoying herself. 

A winged creature flies down at her, she freezes in place. These attacks were more frequent these months, but this was not expected. 

Her eyes widen, as her hand extends out, the concrete below rising up and forming a sword in her hands. Sure this was illegal, but y/n could care less.

Y/n swiped at the creature with the blade in her hand, only managing to graze the thing, so she used more of the concrete around her to create a spike, and she sent that flying into the bird shit thing.

Y/n watched as the creature continued to fly around. She sighed, Not wanting to use the street around her to kill the thing. Though it seemed there was a way to escape. If she could outrun it. 

Y/n took off, making sure to restore the damage concrete before she did so.

"Where do I go?" she asked herself aloud, looking for somewhere to hide. "Fuck-" Y/n made the mistake of looking behind her, seeing the creature was indeed faster than her, and it was gaining.  Y/n did the last thing she could think of. She screamed for help. 

It seemed to go quick, what happened next. A hero was there, yelling for Y/n to run as they held it off. Y/n did indeed run. She turned the corner, collapsing as she did so. Y/n didn't feel like moving. She was safe. So there was no point in getting up. 

She heard the thump several minutes later. y/n sat up, just barely peeking over to see the hero coming towards her. "I meant run out of this area." the hero knelt down by Y/n. "Any injuries?" 

The hero was tan, with black hair that fell to her shoulders and golden eyes. "Uh- No im okay." Y/n said. "I was just tired.."

"You probably wouldn't be as tired if you hadn't of used your quirk." The hero teased. 

"I know, I'm sorry." Y/n says.

"Don't worry about it. My name is Badger girl. I just like Badgers. My quirk is the ability to control anyone, or thing that I lay my eyes on. Though with people, it has to be eye contact." She paused. "Sorry, I should not of said anything like that. Call me Angelica Lee." She offered her hand out. "I was born in America obviously." she adds, as Y/n takes her hand. 

Y/n pulled herself up. "Uh, I am Y/n. Y/n L/n, but call me Y/n. I don't like my last name. I was born in (country name). I like pizza, and My quirk is rock control."