A lady with short blue hair and looks to be in her late thirties spoke to the couple at the table with a kind smile, "Oh, your orders haven't come yet. Well, I will get someone to bring them to you right away." The lady then her smile turn into a scowl as she looks to the direction of the kitchen as she shouted, "Janine! Hurry up with those orders!"

"Yes, ma'am!" I shouted back at her as I came over to the table two trays filled with food and drinks. I quickly came out of the doors from the kitchen to the people who are waiting for their orders. Once I got there I placed their food down, and I bowed to them, "I'm so sorry. There was a miss hap in the kitchen, and we're trying to fix it right now."

The man at the table re-assuring smiled at me, "That's okay, thank you."

I straighten back up to look at them with my wood brown eyes in return with a thankful smile, "Thank you, enjoy your meal." I then turn away to walk back to the kitchen with my mid thigh long blue hair swishing behind me.

Hey, my name is Janine Fukusū. But I like to be called, Genie. Well, at least by those who I can consider being friends or family. I'm also 14 years old with long blue hair, wood brown eyes, and pale skin. I'm wearing my work clothes which are a light blue mini skirt, a navy blue short sleeve shirt, a white apron, and black strap shoes with pale blue leggings.

The person who had just shouted at me earlier was my mom. Though, she has been treating me like that since I was about 4 going on to 5 years old. In other words, since the doctor said about a decade ago that I'm quirkless. Though she's not the only one. A handful or two other people hasn't been treating me the best either.

But hey, it's my life.

After I work in the kitchen for about a couple of hours, I then stop to take a break. I got a cup of water and sat down next to the kitchen's order window. As I did, I can overhear a few school girls giggling about some stuff. Though even if I wanted to or not, I can still hear them from 2 tables down. I try to ignore them, but my ears were somewhat glued to the conversation.

I then heard one of the girls ask excitedly, "Hey, have you heard?"

One of the girls stopped drinking to answer, "Heard what?"

The last of them spoke with a bit of a child-like voice, "What is it?"

The girl who spoke first then said with energy, "Have you heard that someone took a picture of Wild Card!?"

I nearly choked on my drink at the same time when I heard the other two girls say, "WHAT?! Really!?"

The one who had told them seems to be delighted with the topic, "I know right? Look at it for your self." She then pulls out her phone for the girls at her table to see. The two girls lean in to see it. But even with the distance, I pulled out my phone and typed in the address to the site that's on there to my phone.

Once I got the site up, I released a breath of relief at seeing the picture. The picture didn't have the best resolution, so the person in it isn't shown all that well.

The picture shows that it was taken from a side angle when the moon could be seen in the background. The person in it was wearing a kind of explore's hat with a long rim around it and a long cape flapping in the wind as the person was jumping through the air. I could tell with the soft lighting in the image that the person was wearing all black. But the part that made me glad was that you couldn't get a good look at the face.

I thought to myself when this was taken as I study the background of the picture. Other than it being night, I guess about a month ago. Since it looks like it was taken more in the winter with the snow on the buildings, and it's going to be April in a month or so.

As I was trying to think of how someone would have taken this, I was startled to hear someone ask, "What are you looking at?"

I look up to see a pair of hazel eyes looking at my phone screen. The person was a girl with shoulder length blueish blond colored hair, pale skin, and about three inches taller than me. Though she is about couple years older than me. She's wearing a uniform that looked a lot like mine, but I have a black hair-hold that's keeping my long hair in a ponytail while she has her's down.

I gave her a sideways glare as I spoke with a slight pout, "Jacky, don't startle me like that. I thought you were Mom for a second."

The girl looks at me with a small smile, "Sorry about that Genie. But you were really focused, so even if I wanted to, you wouldn't have heard me."

I shrug at her statement, "True; I may not argue with that." I can't really stay mad at her. She's my best friend and the greatest sister that I could ever ask for.

Jacky then looks back to the screen in my hand, "Hey, is that the suppose'id 'Wild Card' picture that's everyone is talking about?"

I was curious about how she heard of it as I turn to her, I asked, "How long has this been around?"

She looks at me as she answers, "It's been going around school for about a week or two now. It's basically the hottest topic amongst the student body right now. Not to mention the debate clubs' newest topic about if it's real or not, along with some other stuff about it."

I couldn't help to stop my eyes from widening at her, "Really, it's that big of a deal?"

Jacky nodded her answer as she spoke, "Yep, it even beats vacation and school work." She then smiles at me as she ruffles my hair a little bit, "Hey, I know that you're a major fan of his. You don't have to be embarrassed about it. Right?"

I let out a small smile, "Ya, your right." She smiles at me and as I looked back at the picture on my phone. 'I wonder when I should tell her?'

You see, I'm not just a fan of the hero that is a mystery to others. The hero that fights during the night. The person that's not even registered in either 'hero' or 'quirk' database. The one that nobody even knows if the hero is guy or girl, young or older.

I won't remotely lie when I say that I'm not just a fan. The thing is that I'm Wild Card, and I have been since I was about 6 years old. But nobody knows about my quirks. Well, my main quirk and all the other quirks that I had picked up that is.

You see, I could still remember what the doctor said when I was about a month away from my 5th birthday and what mom did when we got home from it. Then about less than a month after I turned 5 was when I found out about my quirk. But I didn't tell anyone because I had two quirks manifested on the same day. Not to mention how freaked out I was because of what was going on at the time. Then a little while later, another quirk came up and over time, fast or slow, more followed foot.

I wasn't sure what to do. But the only thing that I was thinking of since the beginning was that I don't wont to be separated from my sister, and I was scared of what people may do to me. I mean, the prospect of someone having more than one quirk like I do, it's kinda hard to know how people may react to it.

Then when I was about 6, I got a decent amount of control over my quirks. Especially doing it without anyone knowing that I have more than one quirk, or in general. Which is a huge accomplishment when you have the kinds of quirks that I do. Not only that, but I started to help people during the cover of night. Plus it was about that time that I was pulled out of school by my mom because she didn't want to be a shame to have a 'quirkless' child known to the public. So really, no one ever really connected the dots between Wild Card and me.

I even started to get a grasp of how I was able to have the quirks that I possess. The theory that I had since I was little was that if I see someone use their quirks in front of me, I can pick them up or copy them. Though it may come up to be something that's slightly different than the original. Like for say, the healing quirk that I picked up when I was about 7. I saw a friend of my sister's that have the ability to heal others when I scratched my knee one time. And since then I have an accelerated healing rate and the ability to heal others instantly, too.

Even so, once that happens, I can use their quirks whenever I want and I don't have a time limit on them. But like all quirks, I also have my own limits too. Though it does vary per each quirk as well because each one has a different limit or so. Yet those aren't the only things about my main quirk that may be considered as a drawback. There is a chance that I can copy a quirk at times is about 50/50 or less or so. In other words, as far as I'm aware of, I can use almost any quirk that I have seen any time I want.

But I sometimes debate on telling Jacky about it or not.

I mean, since our mother's negative treatment towards me has started, Jacky became not just a great sister to me but in ways a mom too. She became the person who I would go to for help, support, comfort, a friend, or just someone to depend on for just about anything. Jacky just means so much to me that I just don't want to cause any trouble for her.

Yet I just I feel like that she should know at times. It just feels incredibly lonely when I have to deal with all this on my own. I know that I need someone to talk to about stuff like this, but its either cause trouble for those you care about or people treating you with negative intent. So it's difficult when you want to open up to someone that you just don't want to get hurt.

I then put my phone in my pocket and got back to work. Hoping that things will be okay for the rest of today.

NOTES

- Fukusū means multiple