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Laila isn't too fond of talking much about her past. No one is exactly sure as to why, but all of the Oye siblings seemed to be rather secretive. The most anyone has managed to get from her about her life before they arrived in Japan is that they were originally from Mumbai, India, the business capital. After the move, her older brother Ravindra looked after her in whatever slums they were able to call home. Life for them has never been easy since the move, but they made do. Through all of their years, Ravindra was the sibling who she felt closeted to, although she was never fully certain if the feeling was reciprocated, but they were all they had.

Laila would remember how her older siblings would reminisce about the time with their parents and things they learned before the family was separated. Ravindran, especially, would quote a lot of their father’s words, claiming that “in business, there wasn’t any room for remorse.” Something he took and held onto, which helped as he was the first of the siblings to get a decent job working for a reputable company. And just as he had been thought to be ruthless and calculated, every backstab and every bit of dirt he threw all had their purpose as he rose through the ranks.

And as he rose, he even found places for his siblings to enter the company. But it wasn’t for simple good; they all had skills that made them useful. Laila’s skill came with her quirk; due to its nature, she was very skilled at not only theft but also espionage. He moved her frequently, often putting her near people who he wished could be out of his way, and as Laila often said, she would do anything for her older brother, so she took care of them.

She did whatever was needed—forgeries, exposed corporation secrets through their accounts, whatever she had to get them out of her brother’s way. Eventually, it became second nature. The number of people they had framed was too much to count; some were fired, some racked with guilt and fled the country fearing the corporation, some were even sent to prison, and a few simply vanished without a trace. She knew what they were—villains—but she couldn’t stop; it was all for her older brother. And in the corporate world, there was never, ever any room for remorse.

It didn’t take long for her brother's intentions to be made clear. Where their parents sought to make a company, his dream was to make an empire. With him at the head, they had seen enough of the darkness in this world. The heroes were paid goons, so he had to take matters into his own hands. Ravindra used his influence to slowly take over the corporation, making it his own, and once it was his, his focus became control and power to fill the void. And what better place to take control than the people who consider themselves to be lawless? He was a villain, and so were they, but even villains needed order—someone to follow. Why wouldn’t it be them?