Episode one: caviar ditch
Dark clouds filled the sky, and rivulets of rain mixed with angry tears streaked down the face of a certaint young boy. This young lad was the short-statured golden child of UA high school, Minoru Mineta. The grueling day at UA was done, and Mineta had nobody to walk home with. The streets were empty, and he wept with rage and despair. Despite the fact that Mineta had a super cool quirk, and got good marks on all of his tests, it still seemed that nobody wanted him or his sticky balls. Mineta, despite his good intentions and better looks, still couldn't get a girlfriend. His white hot sexual fury manifested itself in utter grief in the sad little boy. His parents had abandoned him years ago (understandably), so he had to walk back to the sewer where he lived in each and every day. (This was before they got dorms). This day, however, was different. This was the day that Mineta would finally find love.
Mineta walked into the tall, dank, graffiti-encrusted concrete pipe underneath a bustling highway. This was where he slept every night. He looked into a small metal grate, and oh joy! Food was there this time! Inside the easily-removed grate there sat a peanut butter and habenaro sandwich. Not exactly mineta's favorite, but it would do for now. He didn't know where the food came from, but frankly, he didn't care. Ever since this Good Samaritan started dropping off acceptable-at-best meals for mineta to consume, he was no longer starving and living off of the rats. Holding onto the soggy meal, mineta walked further into the darkness of the sewer.
Light streamed into the small area where mineta slept. It was skylight from a drainage ditch. The wet concrete floor was really gross and slimy, but mineta made do. All over the walls and floor were mineta's signature purple sticky balls, laid out evenly in a mat, which collectively created a nice place to sleep and sit. The soft balls looked a bit weird to onlookers, and this specific ditch had been dubbed "caviar ditch" by locals. Nobody yet had the guts to investigate the area, but occasionally, people would stick their heads in, and see mineta. They would promptly lose interest and leave. This was mineta's life, but mineta's life was about
To change.