When i was little i was given a special gift. A quirk per say; i could make someone fall in love with anyone, even me. All i had to do was touch them, simple as that. You can bet my younger self overused that power. With this power, i could get whatever i want when i want. I didn't care for other people's feelings.
It didn't help that i kept getting praise for this gift. "You're so cute! Like a mini cupid!" "Such a sweet power!" it would run through my head over and over. I treated it as a switch, on and off, on and off. If i wanted attention, i would touch someone's arm and then suddenly they couldn't pull their eyes off me. On, and then off, now they wasted their time on me.
As i got older, people began being honest with me, "Stop using your power like that, that isn't right. Start asking for things!" they reasoned. It was annoying but i reluctantly accepted. When my love for heros rose, i tried playing matchmaker, but without the effort. Someone would go up to me, i wouldn't know them, i never cared to. "I really like so and so," i would not and go to the other and poke them, suddenly they became a couple. My power doesn't last forever however, so it would always end in heartbreak. Some people complained to me, i ignored them.
"How cute! What an angel!" the adults repeated even more. So i believed what i was doing was right. It wasn't until my distant sister came up to me, she looked sickened. She's younger than me, yet she looked like a disappointed parent. "Enough. You're over using your dumb power, don't force love you idiot. Those are human beings your messing with not dolls!" she snapped. She stormed off after but the words repeated in my head.
So then, i started trying to consider other people's feelings and began opening up! Turns out i'm extremely talkative! Could you have guessed? Yet, i struggled in not trying to meddle, old habits die hard am i right? As i got older i wanted to join U.A, the best high school for inspiring heroes. So when they hosted an entrance exam i joined! I didn't know at the time but my sister did as well.
By the end if it, i had made it in! Class 1-B for the hero course! I rushed home to tell my parents however, when i made it there. I saw my sister along with my parents, they where scolding her? I froze, did she tried joining U.A? I thought she was quirkless, wasn't it against the rules to even allow them into school? So as normal i eavesdropped, "You shouldn't have tried, how many times do we need to tell you? Your quirk isn't at all suited for a hero! Just become a hotel manager like your mother and I" my father, he sounded different. I've never heard him sound so cold and stoic.
I never even knew she had a power, what was it? Why didn't anyone tell me, and why are they acting differently towards her? I've never cared for a person's' feelings on this level before. Yet, seeing her tired eyes let out slips of tears almost tore my heart in half right then and there. The first time examining someone's body language and body parts, i could see it clear as day. Gripping onto her own arm, leaving marks of red, baggy eyes, a sour expression, shaking out of anger or sadness.
It opened my eyes in the most bittersweet way, soon she turned and went into her room, leaving my parents to stare silently. Instead of telling them my achievements, i went straight into her room. This is true love, love isn't a switch or anything, but the feeling of wanting to care for someone uncontrollably. And well i'll be damned if i'm not going to shower and bath her in my affection!