A Kick Start?

"What the hell?" A young boy with razor sharp teeth, jet black hair and a pair of red eyes, laid there staring at awe as sparks and tufts of flames began sprouting from his feet. "Hah... I FINALLY GOT MY QUIRK!". The boy screamed out in joy as he began running around in excitement. Unbeknownst to the boy he accidentally started a fire in his humble cardboard home.

"Aw man I worked so hard on this crappy house". The boy had a defeated look on his face as he watched the fire die out. He lamented over his lost home in a brief depression. But he eventually got over it because of the news of his quirk activating.

"Well at least I got my quirk I can't wait to beat the crap out of a bunch a bad guys and save tons of people." The raven-haired boy exclaims.

"That's a nice quirk you got there" The boy jumps up in surprise and turns around to find where the deep voice came from.

He looks back to see a man around his mid-twenties, the man was wearing a long brown coat that has some noticeable scratches, a black turtleneck, a fedora that covered his eyes and black khakis. The man takes quick notice of the boy's observation of him and raises his hand up and greets the young fellow "Yo".

"Who the fu-"