Ochako urakaka griped the bottom of her UA jacket out of reflex. She seemed to always do it when a bit nervous or when her thoughts turned towards her best friend izuku midoryia.

Over the last few months she had come to terms with the fact that she was in love with her friend.

It had started small, after her feelings clicked in her mind with aoyamas comment about her crushing on izuku, and then only built and grew more and more as time went on and she spent more time with her green haired friend.

The other girls of the class discovered her crush almost as fast as she did and they made a promise during the training camp not to do anything with izuku or try asking him out so she would have more of a chance to eventually confess her feelings to him and ask him out herself.

So far, didn't look like it was happening anytime soon.

Despite her essentially having izuku as hers in all but official name, she still had a very hard time building up any sort of courage to say anything to him beyond their normal friendly interactions.

The idea of confessing to him and going out on a date with izuku made her heart flutter and her breath race. It was so exicitng but so nerve racking that she ended up backing down everytime she thought she had a good moment to say anything.

Hence her current nervous gripping of her uniform, she could see, slowly that izuku knew something was off, and rather than assume she had a crush on him, he started to think he had done something wrong, something to mess up their friendship.

She knew from their texts and late night conversations that she was his first true friend and that put her in a very special place in his heart, or so she assumed. But because of that she felt awful that izuku was berating himself and feeling down thinking he had upset her when she was the one with exclusive rights to asking him out but hadnt done anything to make any advances.

So while was glad she had time to settle her feelings and build her courage because of her friends promise to not interfer or try and take him from her, it didn't change that izuku was suffering.

She turned the corner as her thoughts continued to race before bumping into someone with a audible 'oof'. She her the person fall back in reflex and land on their butt. She recovered quickly to see she had bumped into the very cause of her chaotic mental state, izuku midoryia.

She felt her face heat up from the unexpected meeting and unintentional contact before scrambling to try and help him up. He smiles nervously before standing up.

"Sorry for bumping into you urakaka." Izuku said scratching the back of his head nervously. She wanted to say it was her fault, and that she didn't mind but her voice was failing her in front of the emerald gaze of her crush. She could feel her face getting redder as she continued not to speak, her voice trying to say something, anything.

A thought crossed her mind, maybe this was as good of a time as any to tell him her feelings. She looked up at him, her mouth slightly parted to try and will the words out. She swear she could see his eyes sparkle and his form perk up a bit as she tried to speak but nothing came out. Her anxiety took over and she ran away with a quick said apology and izuku calling out to her.

She ran down the hall, turning back to see if izuku was following but only caught izukus shoulders drop. Apparently believing she hated him now. Her feet stopped as her stomach dropped at the thought. She clentched her fists as her heart ached thinking izuku was kicking himself because she couldn't confess.

No, she would fix this, right now.

She turned around, back tracking the path she had just taken away from izuku trying to find the green haired boy before a conversation stopped her.

She could hear izuku whimpering and someone else saying something. Was izuku crying because of her? She didn't mean to make her friend cry… she felt her heart tighten thinking she had hurt her friend so badly by her actions and steeled her resolve, she would turn the corner, confess to him and then if he accepted, she could spend the rest of her life making it up the sweetest boy she had ever met.

She peered around the corner to find a good time to come around the corner and fix her mistake when her body froze at the sight in front of her.

Izuku was leaning against the hallway walls, his legs were shaking and his expression was flustered and dazed. His pants had been brought down low enough to expose his seven and a half inch member which was currently being gripped by a smirking Hatsume.

"See? Told you she was never going to confess." Hatsume said, her voice soft but a underlying tone of satisfaction was there.

Izuku moaned and had to bite down on his sleeve as Hatsume ran her hand along his shaft

"N-no, s-s-she will. I k-know she will. Shes st-Strong!" Izuku said throwing his head back as he finished his sentence.

Ochako felt her knees give out, she softly hit the floor as she felt a total emptiness inside at the sight in front of her. Izuku, her izuku, was being pleasured in a UA hall. Talking to a girl she had already been jealous of, about that fact she couldn't seem to confess to the object of her affections, and despite izuku defending her, was being manhandled into a timid state of arousal.

Ochako watched as Hatsume tightened her grip on izukus member, apparently not pleased with izukus defense of his friend.

"She won't, I told you months ago she would never, and yet your holding out, how many times have I asked to go out? Four, five?" Hatsume said. She leaned over giving the head of izukus cock a kiss before continuing to speak.

" And yet you still turn me down because you want her." Hatsume said. " It would be cute if it wasn't so annoying."

The pink haired girl took a slow lick from his base to his head, swirling her tongue around the tip and causing izuku to buck his hips in pleasure, a low moan escaped his throat and ochako tightened her fists as she felt her eyes start to water. She was suppose to be the one making izuku feel good. She was suppose to be the only reassuring him and asking him out and tasting him but she wasn't, she was watching a pink haired bitch do it and she couldn't find the strength to stop it.

" And then what did I do? After you kept being stubborn? Hmm?" Hatsume said. Izuku panted slightly but didn't answer until Hatsume dug her nails into his shaft causing him to wince.

"Say it." She said lowly.

"Y-you raped me.." izuku said as a few tears fell. Ochako felt her heart shatter. Izuku was raped? Why, why hadn't he said anything. How long had he been living like this?

"That's right. I raped you and made you shoot your thick, virile load inside me. Shame you didn't knock me up, but I guess we have time for that." Hatsume said "you kept calling out for her. 'ochako, ochako please help!' " she said imitaiting his voice.

Ochako felt the tears spring forward as her vison became in focused. He had called for her? He pleaded for her to save him and she wasn't there, she was to busy figuring out if she should tell him she liked him more than friend while he was getting raped.

"But I own you don't I? Me and himiko." Hatsume said, her hand letting go of his member, her hands grabbed hold of his hips before she slammed him into her throat, izuku let out a loud groan and his hands instinctively grabbed some of hatsumes hair as she used him to fuck her throat.

Ochako stared, anger rising inside her just as high at the sorrow at the sight. She wanted to be that, she wanted to make izuku feel good and safe but she had been too late. The man she loved had been stolen from her. Her heart was broken, her body felt empty and to her shame the sight of izuku in that euphoric state made her soaked. Her eyes dropped down to Hatsume continuing to give izuku the most forecful blowjob she had ever seen. As Hatsume pulled to the end before slamming herself down izukus length again, her eyes opened and ochako's breath caught as her eyes met hatsumes.

She felt terror at the thought she had been discovered before Hatsume gave a noticeable wink before continuing to work izuku. Ochako grit her teeth, cursing as more tests fell and had to choke back a sob. Hatsume knew she was there, k ee she was watching and enjoyed watching her suffer as the boy she loved was stolen from her.

Izuku have a low groan before biting down on his sleeve. Ochako could see hatsume's throat buldge out slightly as she guess izuku finished in her throat, making her moan as he shot the last few ropes of cum into her stomach. Hatsume skid out, spit and cum connecting her mouth to the head of his cock before she stood up with a smile, sone cum on her face as she left izuku to collapse into the floor. Uraka could watch as Hatsume got close and the sound of her approaching feet snapped her out of her daze and ochako stood up, to say something to the other girl.

"You'll never know how good he tastes. You couldn't admit your feelings and now you've lost him. But it isn't so bad," Hatsume said with a smile, she gently grabbed ochako's hand before placing it just below hatsume's stomach. "Maybe you could babysit for us someday."

An image, of a very pregnant Hatsume and a sad looking izuku appeared in her head and she felt her world shatter. She felt to her knees again as Hatsume walked off.

Ochako slowly crawled over to izukus dazed form, his eyes glassey and his mind somewhere else as ochako slowly cuddled next to him, her arms wrapping around him as her tears fell freely, a small smile on her face.

"I love you izuku, I love you izuku" she said repeating endlessly, early they were the hardest words in her life to say, and now they seemed too easy but too late.

She held izuku there, both broken in different ways as the world faded to black.