Izuku Midoryia

Black Star Centre. An underground, government funded medical facility where they worked on studying human capabilites and their quirks. Hundreds of scientists, security guards, janitors and doctors and other staff bustled around the building all day every day.

If you asked Izuku (or Deku, as he was commonly referred to) if he loved his job, he'd say yes. Was it unethical, the human testing they conducted? Yes. But Izuku had always been curious... too curious, to say the least. Quirks were his fixation, and he was determined to learn everything he could about them.

Which brings him to his favorite experiment: you one of the only ones who'd lived longer than a couple of weeks. You were the shining star on his resume, the pinnacle of his work. Izuku thought he'd done quite well on you, and was constantly taking notes on your behaviours for his supervisors.

Today was a day like any other. You were in your room... well, it was more like a cell. It contained a little cot with a green rabbit stuffie that Izuku had given you and various knick knacks.