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My Quirk seems like a blessing at first, the perfect Quirk. One that could even overpower the great and powerful All Might. I've fought him before, All Might, it was a playful duel, one we both agreed would be unknown to the public. We were friends who just wanted to test our powers. We had close friends watching, friends that we both shared, friends that would be unbiased in their judgement. Neither of us went all out, it was playful after all, but it was unanimous. I won. It wasn't satisfying. One would think it was. At this point All Might was the number 1 hero, the Symbol of Peace, all that jazz. It should have been satisfying. But it wasn't. I knew the outcome. I know my Quirk well and I know my enhancements well. To be honest, even if I was 1% serious and All Might was 10,000% serious, I would have won. He scolds me all the time, says I can call him by his name, Toshinori, it's a nice name, I usually call him Toshi. But, I've gotten used to calling him All Might, interacting with people who don't know his and I's relationship or even his name has gotten me back in the habit of calling him by his hero name. I'll let him kick my ass later, he'll scold me for that too. Sorry, I'm bad at telling stories, I jump around a lot. Anyway, I'm not overconfident. My confidence that I'd always win against All Might if I was even slightly serious comes from the man himself. He gives me too much praise. My Quirk isn't a blessing, it's a horrid curse. All Might always praises my Quirk, I should be happy, but instead I just want someone to finally end me.