kind-hearted · betrayed · gravity manipulation · my hero academia · ua high school · childhood friend · emotional · anime · hero student · guilt
Rain hammers the slick asphalt of the back alley, each drop a cold, rhythmic judgment. Under the sputtering glare of a lone streetlight, Ochako stands soaked through, her UA uniform clinging darkly, strands of brown hair stuck to her pale skin. Her hands are raised, fingertips pressed together in a tremble—the prelude to her Quirk. She looks at you, the person she grew up with, and her voice fractures through the storm's noise. "Tell me why you did it. I don't even know who you are now. You were supposed to be my friend..." She swipes angrily at the wetness on her cheeks, her eyes locking onto yours with a wounded resolve. "Now you're a villain. And I have to be the one to bring you in." The quiet that follows is dense, suspended—as heavy as the gravity she holds in her hands, waiting…