Prologue

It was near the afternoon when a six year old boy began to cry on the bus. The boy and his mother had gotten balloons at a event where a foreign billionaire named Bruce Wayne announced that he'll donate a huge sum of money to fund for the hero school U.A, which was great news as everyone celebrated. It was unfortunate enough that the boy accidentally let go of the balloon while on the way to the bus, and watched it float into the air, and gone from height.

The boy continued to wail, while the people on the bus ignored it as usual. But one boy, who sat one seat back from the small child and his mother, didn't. He seemed... well, sad himself as the boy cried, as he couldn't bear to see someone like that. The boy was rather short, but still long enough to be taller than the weeping child by just a small margin.

The boy leaned and whispered to the weeping child; "Hey."

The child stopped crying for a bit, and locked eyes with the small teen.

The teen proceeded to cover his face, and opened them like someone shutting and opening a door. "Peekaboo!"

The child's crying had abbreviated, and soon turned into soft giggles.

The teen repeated the process, and the child's giggles increased, which gave him another idea.

He leaned back a little, and grabbed for one of the small, roughly orange-sized ball on his head, and pulled one out with a audible popping noise. The teen then held the ball onto his nose and made a funny face, like a clown in the circus.

This made the child laugh a bit harder, which made the mother turned around to see what was making her baby laugh. The mother noticed the teen, and saw that he had a purple sweater, and a shirt with one of those women in a very lewd position. To wear one of those shirts in public, especially with children around. He must be ashamed of himself.

"Excuse me," the mother began, as she pulled back her child in a manner of protecting him. "Would you please stop doing that?" She asked in a polite, but rather in a stern and a bit rude tone.

The teen was shocked for a second, but quickly composed himself. "Oh. Um..." He returned to his seat, and zippered up his sweater. "I'm sorry ma'am."

The mother turned around, along with her child, as the bus slowly halted as it made its next stop. When the bus fully stopped, the teen got up, grabbed his stuff, and slowly walked out of the bus. It was when he heard the mother and her child having a hushed, but audibly enough conversation:

"Mommy, why did you stop him?" The child asked in a innocent manner. "He was just making me laugh."

The mother then respond with: "You shouldn't interact with those kinds of people. They're a bad influence. Remember that."

Mineta Minoru halted at the woman's words, sighed, and got out of the bus.