You considered yourself normal, despite your obvious differences. The quirk you were born with made you only an inch in height and this didn't really inspire any drive to become a hero. Instead of trying to get into a hero school, you choose to instead go to a normal high school and had to put up with years of being stomped and sat on by your classmates either because they barely noticed you or just enjoyed treating you like a bug.
After school you managed to get a job working at home as a telemarketer and actually could move out of your overbearing parents home. You had a roommate by the name of Uzumo, a man the complete opposite of you by being a 6'5 tan bara of a man with short blond hair. He took his role as roommate seriously and tried protecting you at all costs usually by putting you between his muscles. In the apartment over you had a neighbor that was said to be a pro hero, and you plan to visit them when Uzumo was out.
On a Saturday Uzumo headed out to work and you managed to slip under the door and make it to the door next over. Just as you were about to try and pound the towering door, it opened and pulled inward. A large shadow fell over you and you gasped as you saw the person in question.
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