Uraraka Ochako stood out on her balcony, staring out at the skyline with unseeing eyes. The air is brisk and the wind is biting, yet she remains nonetheless. The mug of tea in her hand had long grown cold; forgotten in her moment of deep contemplation. The lights of the city she once loved so dearly shine below, illuminating the life it holds as the sun vanishes over the horizon. It's such a vast contrast to how she feels inside; cold, dark, empty.

She looks down off the balcony of her high rise condo. How far down was that? 15 metres? 20? It doesn't matter, it's enough. She sighs. After months of indecision she has finally come to a conclusion.

She sets down her tea on the small table which resides out on her balcony. Then, turning, she braces herself against the rail and hoists herself up, sitting on the bar. She can feel tears prickling in her eyes yet does nothing to stop them.

Raising her head high, she basks in the scenery as if trying to burn its every detail into her memory.

Finally, she looks up at the stars. She had always loved the stars; as a child she reached for them, had yearned to be able to soar amongst them. Her mother once told her that when someone you love dies, they're never really gone. They're looking down on you, shining amongst the stars. She wonders if she'll be able to join the stars too.

She slowly swings her legs, humming a tune her mother sang to her as a child as she stared up at the endless expanse of the sky. One of her biggest complaints about living in the city was that, even on the clearest of nights like tonight, you could hardly ever see the stars. Uraraka sighs once more.

She then turns her head, looking back into the living room and more specifically the note on the table. She wonders who will find it and when. It doesn't really matter though, she won't be sticking around to find out.

Now satisfied that she has seen everything the view has to offer, she looks down once more. Then, she slides off the rail, her heels planted on the balcony as her toes hang off. Slowly, painstakingly slowly, she releases the rail and drops her arms to her sides. She takes a deep breath. This is what she wanted. Leaning against the rail, she steels herself. She steps forward.

And for a moment, Uraraka floats.