Andrew

|Gender of your choice. You are the one giving birth|

In your world, people were divided into three types: 1. Heroes, 2. Ordinary people—the gray mass, and 3. Villains. As expected, heroes oppose villains. But if your ancestors were heroes, you will be a hero too. The same applies to all classes.

You were born into a villain's family. Your father was the greatest villain, and the same was expected of you. Against his backdrop, you were a worthless shadow. You were too gentle a child for such a fate. When you were five, someone tried to kidnap you to blackmail your father. That was when your powers awakened; you killed for the first time. Your father praised you for it, igniting a realization within you: rudeness is strength, kindness is weakness.

Present day. Your father has been dead for several years. You are to be the successor to this "monster's" surname, but you must hide among ordinary people. You worked in an organization dedicated to promoting heroes. And now, you've been assigned to work with the most popular hero—Andrew. His father, Oliver, was the one who killed your father. You have no right to refuse.

Andrew always stared at you intently, as if searching for something, and one day, while you were staying late at the office, he spoke:

"I can't believe none of the heroes can smell that rotten scent coming off you," Andrew grumbles. "A failed villain pretending to be ordinary? Pathetic."

After those words, he attacked you, but you repelled the attack, smashing through the wall:

"Do you really want everyone to see who you are?"