CLASS 1-A STUDENT FILE ― ALESSANDRO SEGRETI.

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NAME : alessandro segreti

ALIAS : ammaliare
` the italian word for bewitch, charm or enchant—he found it to be fitting for his quirk. and as much as he wasn't fond of his memories in italy, he did still enjoy the language. hence, ammaliare being his alias.
NICKNAMES :
` big brother // 
provided by the children of the orphanage he frequently visited. they liked to call him their big brother.
` freak, villain, the devil, etc. // shark like teeth, bloody red eyes, hair as white as bone—it's no wonder that people called him as such the moment they saw him. 
` angel // to those that do know him, though, they saw him as an nagel. a sweetheart that wanted nothing more than the ebst for others. he made it known that no matter what, he always wanted everyone to be happy and loved.
` aless, alex, al, etc. // short form of his name, specifically meant to make it easier for the japanese to get his name right.
 
DOB ( AGE ) : 10/31 ( 16 )
BIRTHPLACE : sicily, italy
HOMETOWN : palermo

LANGUAGES :
` italian, native // born and raised as an italian, his italian was, of course, of a high level. the fact that he quite admired the language helped in bettering his skills with it.
` english, advanced // known to be one of ( if not the ) universal language, he couldn't help but try to learn it. albeit, his accent was strong, vocabulary still lacking, and grammar still quite off. plus, he was more focused on other subjects he felt that were more worth it to learn in the end.
` japanese, fluent // living in japan, he wanted a strong grasp in the language. he really didn't want ot be even more of an outcast than he already was ( considering his foreigner status and appearance ). although, the slightest hints of his accent was still present.
 
FACECLAIM : antonio salieri (  fate grand order )
BACK-UP : edmond dantès  ( fate grand order ), charles-henri sanson ( fate grand order ), soul evans ( soul eater )
HEIGHT : 175cm
WEIGHT : 65kg

STYLE :
his uniform had always been put on neatly, as if he was donning a formal suit for events than a uniform for school. there was also the fact that the normal red tie had been switched to an ascot tie that wasn't tucked in. he would also wear dress shoes, but switch it up to more practical ones when they have to do more physical tasks in school.

he liked to wear formal clothing, always one to have a dress shirt, suit jacket, and the sort on him. monochromatic clothing was also his niche, with a splash of bright red to match his eyes. he didn't like to wear a standard necktie, though, and had always prefered the feeling of an ascot tie. however, on hotter days, he would wear an elbow-length dress shirt and thin slacks. still quite formal, but better than his usual outfit. and on winter days, he'd have a trench coat, over his suit jacket and vest. moreover, he would be donning boots instead of his dress shoes.
COSTUME :
he had always stated that he would prefer to work as an underground hero considering his capabilities. so he wouldn't exactly want to be flashy like the more commonly known heroes. so he wore a basic formal suit with that truly seemed like any of his usual outfits. however, he had a belt that had seathed swords on his side. moreover, his dress shoes were switched to combat boots. ( basically, his faceclaim's normal outfit with a single tweak )
a possible upgrade he could get would be special headphones that he could put on if he was going to create particularly loud or impactful sounds to protect his ears and hearing.
 
 
❝ sacrifice is the first step to success ❞
the soul.
POSITIVE : altruistic, practical, mature, eloquent
NEUTRAL : ambitious, observant, soft-hearted
NEGATIVE : withdrawn, cautious, [ error error ]
ELABORATION
he was off kindness and selflessness. a  bleeding heart that seeked the best for all. this was a man that wanted to save the world and its people. and in order to do that, he was ready to sacrifice many things. there's nothing he would not give away for the sake of others. but as selfless as he could be, he knew his limits and still held a practical view of his world. he was the man who knew when to back down and when to fight, what could be done and what could not be done, when to believe and not to believe. he would not be too stubborn about how logical or illogical things were, as long as it was feasible and seemed to be a good choice. like how he accepted that he could not save everyone, but instead he aimed for saving as much as he could. 

a mature being, very much so since a young age. due to his ubringing. this understanding and acceptance truly made him older than he appeared. it didn't help that he was just as polite and understanding, not letting petty feelings deter him. he was one to maintain a level-head even if things get much too hectic, one to also provide wise words when needed, simply an old man in the body of a teenager. he pierced through childish attitudes with how much more experienced he was, and to him, this world of black and white had been the most immature of opinions. moreover, he had a penchant with words. weaving it together like a master seamstress, he built up speeches that could inspire a country, burn down opposing arguments to ashes, and persuade even the most stubborn of men to do his bidding. admittedly, it was also thanks to his quirk, but otherwise he had a way with words. this wordsmith was truly one did not want to cross when it came to such a battle. he's also a wondrous ally to have when facing against persistent reporters and pr nigtmares. 

another thing to take note of in regards to alessandro segreti would be his ambitious nature. he was one pave through hell for his goals, always determined to accomplish his vows. being selfless and adding more sacrifices to his list would not be too hard. let it be known that despite his generally nice nature, this man was willing to be cruel if he had to. he was stubborn when it came to his ambitions, especially if it was to help others. being observant, he tend to be able to take note of certain things. how he used his observations, though, was debatable. for as kind as he was, for certain situations such as his ambitions, he might as well use what he managed to gain from his observations to his advantage. then there's the fact that he was a completely soft-hearted fellow. kind and sweet, yet always feeling a great sense of hurt and guilt from any bad thing he's done. even as he fought against villains, a part of  him would hold back and not be able to reach his full potential. in the end, he would always be one with a tender soul that wanted the best for all.

he stuck to himself, a byproduct from years of isolation due to his outcast status. it's easy to be silent and remain reserved. however, it pulled him away from ever forging deeper bonds. this state was brought forth due to the cautious side of him. he just couldn't help but always be a little bit paranoid, especially with how the world worked these days. without wariness, he wouldn't be able to be prepared for the worst.

the history.
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EXCERPT ONE: FAMILY.
"my family tends to be very busy." would be the first thing he would tell you when asked about them. "my father's a well known voice actor you see, and he would sometimes hole himself up to dedicate to his roles. a reputation to live up to and all. did you know he even had to do the roles of all the characters of a movie at one point? the director wanted nobody else and i'm impressed they managed to pay him for that." 

then he continued on with a smile that grew softer at every word. "my mother's someone who liked to travel around the world. it's been her dream since young. she couldn't bring me or my father with her though, considering my father needed stability in his job and that she didn't want me to have to constantly jump from one place to another. she came back at times, though, however sporadic it may be." 

"that's pretty much it for blood relations. and even if they're not around much and i had to take care of myself all the time, we made the time we have together count." his eyes were warm, affection in his expression. that's when you realize that this was a family that truly cared for each other, if their son could still speak so highly and lovingly of it.


EXCERPT TWO: OUTCAST.
"it's because i was the odd one out that i moved here you know." nonchalance weaved together with his words, not so bothered by what could usually be a touchy topic. "a lot of people, even when i started to live here, had looked at me and claimed i would be a villain. fortunately, i didn't take it to heart too badly and matured from it."

"however, i did kind of snap at one point. i was still in italy at that point, but one day i let my anger win over and the next thing i knew they decided to expel me for it. in the end, my parents decided that japan was a better option. probably also because my mother was rather fond of the country and father had been there and found it pleasant enough." then, he smiled as he recalled fond memories in japan. "and i have to agree, here is a lot nicer than italy."


EXCERPT THREE: ORPHANAGE.
"there's an orphanage i frequently go to. it's actually meant for children that were...well, they were outcasts like me you can say." and to hint more of what he meant, he grinned―shark like teeth prominent ( and just as he did, his eyes gets the slightest bit more scrutinizing, inspecting your reaction ). "they're harmless, though, like any other kids. they're just wronged by prejudiced people. luckily, there were kinder souls that decided to take them in." 

"i go there every day, or as close to every day as i could get. i like to give them some food i made, play games with them, or even tell them bedtime stories. their practically my younger siblings by now. and oh, the staff there are amazing too! they're wondrous people and i admire them for helping those poor children out." his smile now was gentle, sweet, the kind you see of a parent speaking of their beloved child. and lying underneath that was the promise to protect them with all his life.


EXCERPT FOUR: HERO.
"to be a hero...that is all i want to be." his voice was firm, eyes blazing with determination. "i want to help people, i want to be there for them, i want them to know that i'll always be there for them."

he took a deep breath, an endless amount of words at the tip of his tongue but none could be able to truly convey how deeply he felt about the topic. in the end, he lets loose the breath, and continued. "the term hero has become defined over the years, but there's no doubt―

i will be a hero."

thuis was his vow.
the quirk.
STATISTICS
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POWER: 3/5
 
SPEED: 4/5
 
TECHNIQUE: 5/5
 
INTELLECT: 4/5

 

 
COOPERATION: 3/5
QUIRK : vocal manipulation ( quirk type : emmitter )
to simply put the ability to manipulate one's own speaking and singing voice. he could control his voice so that he can mimic any sound he wished to, then even raise the tone of his voice while he was at it.
STRENGTHS :
` great to disorient enemies. he could make various sounds that will throw them off. from loud roars, to explosions, and even making them think that he was about to do a certain attack when in truth it was something else entirely. sound signified many actions, and messing it up with his own voice was advantageous.
` it honestly worked best for espionage or information gathering, perfect for an underground hero. being able to alter his voice so he wouldn't sound recognizable, persuading others, subtle suggestions to push one to a certain direction, it truly was wondrous to use for such cases.
` singing others to sleep was very possible actually, and it could be done. 
WEAKNESSES :
` it's not the most physical of quirks and he had to improve his physical skills to what the normal human body could handle.
` he could only mimc sounds he had already heard. if he wanted it to be an accurate mimicry, he had to actually memorize how it sounded like. meaning, if he didn't know it―he couldn't make it.
` any sound he make, he can get affected by it too. if he made a lullaby to make his opponents fall asleep, chance were, he could knock out as well. any strong disorineted noises he could create, it affected him too, unfortunately.
` he could not concentrate any roars or songs into a specific area, it would impact anyone that could hear it. that meant even his allies could get affected by his so called attacks.


FIGHTING STYLE :
` due to the fact his quirk was quite limited, he had to compensate it with his combat skills. knowing that, he had made sure to train hard, maintaining a fit physique as well as proving to be a fighter that was not afraid to be quite dirty if he wanted to. he was more of an agile fighter that liked to plan his moves, taking hte first few moments in battle as a way to gauge his enemies. after that, he would start to strike back and try to use what he learned to one up his opponent.
WEAPONRY :
` he was a dual sword wielder, with said swords being more on the lighter and shorter side. he was still working out with this sort of fighting style, though, sometimes finding himself using one arm more than the other.
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LIKES :
` classical music ( the songs were very useful for him to use if he wanted to bring out certain emotions out of others )
` heroes ( they were symbols that he could not help but to always admire )
` children ( he had a soft spot for them, mostly the ones like the orphans from the orphanage he frequently visited, but nonetheless he was always ready to take care of them )
` ascot ties ( they were formal and more comfrtable to him than neckties )
` red ( it was the color of passion, and it symbolized many things from good or bad—which was why he was fond of it so much )
` roses ( his mother always left him roses when she was around, it brought fond memories )
` formal wear ( it just felt nice to wear, a nd it was modest too )
DISLIKES :
` fishy taste ( he's not fond of the strong fishy taste and disliked things such as mackerel and even cooked salmon, that's why he was rather picky with his food )
` prejudice ( the reason he became an outcast, why innocents could be forsaken, the black and white views of this world—he truly despised it )
` neckties ( it felt far too constricting for him )
` donning clothes that didn't cover up his legs or at lest half of his arms ( it just felt uncomfortable to him, after being so used to being covered up—even with swimwear he would be practiclaly wearing a diving suit and swimming trunks )
` cruel deeds ( although he's lenient on accepting the reason behind it, the deed itself was something he could never like )
` noise ( as he had sensitive hearing, it was a realy pain to deal with noises )

 
HOBBIES :
` going to the orphanage and taking care of the children there, they were practically his children already.
` composing music when he had the time, his preference were soothing songs or ones that could bring joy.
` he liked to voice act, especially when it came to storytelling, for it was something he could do with ease and to have a little gun with.
HABITS :.
` tying a small ponytail on the back of his head because when his mother was around, she liked to play his hair like so. in a sense, that tiny tuft of hair was a way to remind himself of his mother more.
` sitting up straight all the time.
` fixing his ascot tie when he was very uncomfortable.
TRIVIAS :
` when he smiled, he tends to look intimidating due to the sharp teeth. however, once you get used to it or just focused on his eyes, it really seemed like a sweet smile.
` he actually did some voice acting as some other characters in popular movies before because his father recommended him ( and the fact the two of them alone could create all the voices needed in a movie made staff cry from tears of joy ).
` always up to date with the latest toys or children-related topic because he wanted to get new things the kid might enjoy. didn't mean he didn't know old items too, though. he was always ready to get gifts for the orphans.
` he knew how to cook and bake very well, after all, he lived alone most of the time anyways. he also make killer brownies that were simply to die for ( they melt in your mouth okay ).
` he knew how to play many musical instruments. he could practically make music all on his own due to his capabilities. ranging from the violin, recorder, flute, piano, guitar, cello, drums, accordian, trumpet, horn and even a harmonica.
` he can also beatbox very well.
` his singing was heavenly and he's the sort you want to go to when you want to sleep because his soothing lllabies would guarantee a dreamless sleep.
ROOM DECORATION :
G6jMpEo.jpg` his room was similar to the picture provided,from the more western feel to the neatness of it all. most of the books in the shelves were neatly arranged: a row for his composition of music, another row for his studies, oen for children's books, and the rest being empty notebooks, one always having the signe of ripped pages before it gets replaced by another. the classic guitar stayed, but now the other instruments would be replaced with a trumpet, clarinets, a cello, a drumset, and a piano. obviously, that meant the room is bigger than the picture to add in space for the musical instruments. the room's color scheme was also more monochromatic, with splashes of red ( the lantern, a few of the shelves, his guitar, the blanket and the sort ). 
the connections.
EXMZ6az.jpgTERENZO SEGRETI // FATHER
a well known voice actor, his father had been someone he learned about the act of vocal mimicry from. his father may not be around most of the time because of his work, but he tried to make up for it whn he could and that was all that mattered to him. plus, his father was a hopeless cook. without him, the man would die out of food poisoning or starvation and he'd rather that not to happen to him.
 

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a traveller, she tends to not be around much―even worse than his father really. but like him, she tried to make up for lost time. she would listen to him as he tell her of all the things that happened since their last meeting whilst she held him close and listen to him with a smile. 

EXMZ6az.jpgPANDA BUDS // SECOND FAMILY
the kind people of the orphanage were like his second family. sadly enough, he's spent more time with them than any of his family members, but it was better tha nothing. 

these were the children that he vowed he would always protect as he was their honorary older brother. he would always drop by every single day no matter what, and at times he would bring gifts of various kinds ( whether it was his cooking, baked goods, toys, or anything the children loved really ). they admired him greatly for it, and as children that the world decided to ignore for their 'relations' to villainy ( ranging from actual blood relations to their mere appearance or quirk )—he was the kindest soul they ever met.

the staff of the orphanage also adored him. glad to have another helping hand who agreed with their views. they tried to make it an easier life for the kids, and were always ready to support each other while they were at it. this was an orphanage that was united deeply, from years of understanding and being kindred souls. they were the sort of people he knew would have his back no matter what—for they understood each other and that was all that mattered.

 


EXMZ6az.jpgU.A. // CLASSMATES & TEACHERS
this was  probably the nicest group of people he's ever met that were around his age group. maki and he bonded over their similar problems of having intimidating appearances when in truth they both were soft-hearted souls. he found himself always brightening up due to kaminage's infectous cheer. always there to remind yusa that she was a lot better than she think and had so much faith in her skills. then there was yonamine who he instantly was reminded of the other sweet children that he doted on—so he doted on her too. helping tsuda out in taking care of the 'children'. trying to be there for chance because he noticed a fellow broken soul when he saw one ( but knew to never push too hard especially when he could tell how delicate the english teen really was ). the class had been people he found himself capable of bonding with and for once, he wasn't really that much of an outcast in a class environment.

then, there were the teachers. all might tried his best to understand him. because all might took note of the goodness in people's heart, and he knew he was a genuinely soft-hearted person. then there was aizawa. oh, aizawa...the man was truly a sharp one. even when he was the principal now, he took notice of him and that there was more to him than what he showed. aizawa knew something was off but he saw the sincere desire to be a hero and to protect people in him. that was why he let him be left to his own devices and patiently waited for the day he would come to vent it all out if need be.


EXMZ6az.jpgFUJIMOTO HARUKA // CLASSMATE
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EXMZ6az.jpgKATSUTANI KAZUYA // CLASSMATE
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the partner-in-crime.
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"and how far are you willing to go?"
"until you rip my heart out and make sure my soul's ripped to shreds so the afterlife couldn't even take me there."
"now that's just arrogance."
"no, it's devotion."
and again and again, you are the reason i have no regrets for choosing this path:
t---s-_ -i-e.
INTERVIEW
 
he wasn't sure why he was called alone--only to find out that he's the only one in the 1-a classroom.
however, he was not entirely alone. what he saw in front of him is the symbol of peace standing by the windows, his eyes focused on the forest surrounding the building.
he didn't expect to see the number one hero, deku, so soon. but then again, life was simply unexpected that way. curious, but not pushy, he decided to silently close the door behind him before he patiently waited a response from the other figure in the room.
deku turned around, a smile gracing his lips when he saw the student and waved.
"hello! you must be alessandro! i'm happy that you agreed to come here even if all might didn't tell you why you needed to."
"it's alright, i'm happy to have agreed to come as well." a light chuckle and a gentle smile graced his face, the soft expression being ruined by the sharp teeth poking out of his lips. "i'm guessing that there's something important you wished to discuss?"
deku looked at him with a hint of  approval, giving a slight nod and a light laugh at his earlier comment "yes, it is."

"please sit," he courtiously pointed at the familiar chair where he and his classmates sat on.
swiftly, he moved to take a seat without much trouble. straightening his posture, he looked at the man with curiosity gleaming in his eyes. what was going on? he found himself a bit wary.
 
deku leaned on the table, crossing his arms across his chest before staring at him, the seriousness in his face is enough to make him nervous already. deku is the symbol of peace and number one hero in japan, after all.
"to explain why I called you here, and same goes to the others previously, i'm going straight to the point," he stared at him. "japan is in danger, more or less."
now, that was no surprise. he remembered his father's grumbles of regret to have moved to japan after they decided to leave italy. but what's been done was done. and he had no regrets of coming to this country. however, he had to wonder what was really the matter at the moment.
"tell me, why did you chose ua instead of other schools who also offer hero courses? you do know their reputation--especially during my generation back then."
ah, so that's what it was. it felt like now, this was a test of resolution. well, he wouldn't disappoint the hero now. after all...

"i know of this school's reputation. i also know it still remained as one of the best." he started off, tone even and eyes never straying away from deku's. "i applied thinking that i may get in or not, and if i did—well, good for me let's go with it. because if a school's reputation was to deter me from pursuing my dreams to its very best, why even try?"
"do you want to become a hero?" he tilted his head, loud and clear emerald eyes piercing right through him. It's almost intimidating despite the kind and innocent expression he's wearing.
despite the piercing look, he smiled back with utmost confidence. there's sincerity in his eyes that spoke volumes, and it only took one look for anyone to know his answer and that this boy truly meant it.

"yes." one word, but it was enough to carry the message.
"then i'm asking you this; if me and the pro-heroes needed back-up, would you come? would you help us?"
his expression goes blank, before he shuts his eyes and hummed in thought. but not too long later, he answered "...i would. not because only you were asking, but i believe that even with a mass of pro-heroes on the scene, another helping hand would be useful. and even if i'm going to be useless in the battle, i'll go off to help any civilians in the vicinity to go to saftey.
the hero smiled, nodding slowly and pushed himself away from the table. the sound of his heavy iron black soles clashing with the cemented floor echoed throughout the empy classroom and deku just chuckled.
"work hard, young alessandro. thank you for your time," he gave him a thumbs up. "make all of us proud, including yourself."
CAELUS SAYS !!
 
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FINALLY DONE!! honestly this is what i get for deciding to download antonio salieri pics bc they all just gave inspo and i HAD to make a kid w him as the fc adsjbds. i hope you like him :"D
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