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[indent][center]Hero.[/center]

Nobody in the world holds such esteem as those lucky, or bold enough, to call themselves Heroes. With the advent of the Quirk — special, superhuman abilities inherited by nearly every man, woman, and child — the services rendered by these individuals proves critical in curbing illicit activity. Fighting fire, often times literally, with fire, professional heroes are the only individuals sanctioned to utilize their quirks in any meaningful capacity, leveraging their gifts in the name of order, justice, and morality. They are the first and often, the best defense against the scum and villainy who would seek to destroy the very fabric of society.

But not all those who would break from such rigid rules are scum. For every anarchist, there is a simple thief looking to feed himself. For every murderer, there is a thrill-seeking youth. The laws which created pro-heroism and the resulting classification of villainy were created in a time where order was in dire need. There was no room for shades of grey. Hero or villain, good or bad, two sides of one coin with no in between. Yet people are not so simplistic. Even the most heinous of villains, at one point, had the opportunity to become someone truly good. Often the difference lay in just that; opportunity. Where you live, who you're surrounded with, who is willing to give you a chance. In the stratified society of heroes and villains opportunity is often denied to those with the potential for true greatest.

Sato Kazuhiko understood this more than most. A professional hero for some thirty-six years, Kazuhiko did all he could to advocate for the downtrodden and belligerent individuals he was often tasked with detaining. Having very nearly joined a gang of such troublemakers himself when he was young, the hero had always kept an open mind towards those he came to blows with. When he retired from pro-heroism, the fifty-two-year-old decided he would continue on this philosophy even as a civilian. As was so common for decorated veterans of the field, Kazuhiko took up a position at one of the many hero academies, a prestigious if small facility on the outskirts of Osaka, his hometown and the hotbed of criminal activity in Japan. It was here he would carry on his legacy.

Eight individuals, each chosen for their less than stellar behavior, criminal background, and destructive potential. They would form his first class, his first wave of hoodlum heroes in training. He would have one year with them, to teach them the strong morals and personal control required to represent both heroism, the school, and themselves, with dignity. If he could reform these dregs and turn them into respectable students, the headmaster would greenlight future endeavors in reformation and open the school to more young offenders who might seek to turn their lives around before it's too late. Fail, and the eight of them would be expelled, returned to whatever sorry state Kazuhiko found them in, with his ambitions quashed by practicality.

This is your story. The story of your [s]hero[/s] delinquent academia.[/indent]