"Oh Midoriya wrote me back the location he sent was in middle of the action in Hosu that's why he messaged us. Man am I glad that I reported it." Relieved, Kirishima smiles as he looks over his phone, his locker door open with Tetsutetsu by his side.

"Hey put that down before forth kind sees you! We're gonna be late!" Tetsutetsu warns Kirishima slamming his locker door shut.

"One sec I wanna reply." Kirishima focuses on his phone unaware of Tetsutetsu's panicked expression.

"What did I say about punctuality!?" Forth Kind roars slamming his fists down on both boys.

"Right sorry sir!" Together, the two chorus, their bodies having hardened.

"Oh my gosh that's so scary well I'm just lad you guys are okay. I got really nervous when the only thing you sent was your location." Worried, Ochako confesses on her phone in Gunhead's dojo.

"Yeah sorry about that. But it was all I really had time to send." Meekly, Midoriya confesses.

"Don't worry it sounds like you went through a lot. You get some rest. I wanna hear everything later." Sweetly, Ochako smiles softly.

"Thanks." Midoriya answers.

"Uravity we're about to start." Gunhead approaches the girl. Gunhead is a wide-set man of a muscular build with long, pale mint-green hair that spikes backwards, away from his head. He wears a white mask with four holes in a square formation, all resembling gun muzzles with slight barrel stems protruding from their side, the only exception being the bottom left one, which instead just holds the appearance of a regular circle.

"O-Oh sorry I'll see you back in school I hope I didn't bother you much bye!" Smiling, Ochako whispers as she hangs up using her flip phone before turning to her mentor, Gunhead. He wears a partial bodysuit of a dark grayish-cyan color, only covering the lower portion of his torso, his arms from the shoulders down and the palms of his hands. A padded combat vest sits over this, around the sides of his chest, and is kept in place by two straps that connect his mask and shoulders. He also sports plain brown pants and short black boots, as well as his signature revolver chamber-shaped silver bracers and spikes on his knuckles

"Was that a boy?" Cheekily, Gunhead places his hands over his mouth.

"U-Um yeah but it's n-not like that!" Stuttering, stammering, Ochako whimpers, a faint ruby red tint to her cheeks from his words.

"Urgh…sorry Nighteye I guess I really can't keep my cool." Guilty, Sayako sighs slowly removing her fist from the cracked crater form, a part of her surprised to see such strength before gingerly cradling her throbbing wrist. She feels the stinging sensation course through her bloodied bruised knuckles. She flexes her fingertips trying to recover form that brief lapse of judgement.

"You think punching a wall is appropriate?" Annoyed, Todoroki calls out snapping her out of her thoughts as she turns to face him.

"Oh piss off. Oh Todoroki the heck are you doing out of bed?" Angrily, Sayako snaps only to falter when seeing her classmate.

"I thought I'd stretch my legs." Todoroki tells her.

"Right…" Sayako nods her head.

"You seem troubled." Todoroki notes.

"Really what gave it away?" Aggravated, Sayako sneers.

"The crater." Todoroki points to the wall.

"That was…you know what? Forget it, I'm not in a mood." Mad, Sayako places her hands up in mock surrender done with it all.

"You told me once that I shouldn't let the past hold me back so why are you doing the same?" Shoto asks her making her freeze.

"Excuse you?" Scowling, she turns to glare.

"I saw you in there with Best Jeanist you two…" Todoroki reveals making her grimace.

"You know the truth?" Tensely, she whispers.

"Your quirk gave it away." Todoroki shrugs.

"Of course, it bloody did." Sayako slumps her shoulders.

"Frankly I'm surprised the others haven't caught on." Truthfully, Todoroki confesses.

"I'm glad they haven't." Honestly, Sayako sighs.

"Didn't you tease me for having what you called daddy issues?" Todoroki points out.

"Oh what? You're going to mock me now?" Sayako sneers not having the patience to deal with this all.

"No. I just don't understand." Todoroki says.

"You don't need to." Snippily, Sayako states.

"I probably don't doesn't mean I'm not curious why do you hate him so much?" Todoroki shrugs.

"Didn't you call Midoriya nosy?" Sayako counters.

"Yes." Shoto confirms making her sigh.

"Fine it's because he is everything I hate in a hero." Sayako tells him.

"What's that?" Todoroki raises a brow.

"He's fake, frankly I'm surprised Stain didn't try to kill him." Honestly, Sayako exclaims.

"You hate him that much?" Todoroki furrows his brow.

"That man doesn't care about anyone else all he cares about is his bloody image. He left behind his family so he can climb up the popularity ranks." Sayako explains to Todoroki.

"That's what you think." Todoroki assumes.

"That's what I know. He's ashamed of everything of him, of his family, of me…" Pained, Sayako bows her head.

"What you said at the festival is that what you meant?" Todoroki asks her.

"I guess a part of me was jealous as callous as it sounds at least your dad is in your life." Sorrowfully, she leans against the wall.

"You have Kazz. But I get…I get what you mean my mother missed a lot of my life but we're making up for that lost time so why won't you do the same?" Shoto questions her.

"Todoroki…your mother wants to spend time with you, she wants to make up for that lost time my father wants nothing to do with me. He only comes when he feels obligated to do so. He doesn't care about me, about Hikaru not even about my dad, all he cares about his public image and if it came out what sort of person, he was…he'd come crashing down the ranks." Bitterly, Sayako elaborates.

"You mean…" Todoroki trails off.

"You know what I mean. What I am…what Hikaru and I represent is wrong, is a taboo if word got out…especially with my father's history." Sayako closes her eyes pained.

"I can only understand so much, but I know what you mean, if word got out over the truth of my family the public would…being a hero isn't easy maybe if you heard his side of the story." Shoto tells her.

"Maybe I heard his filthy lie you mean or his bull about fabrics and shit. Look you have your own shit to deal with just as I have mine. You deal with it how you want and I'll deal with it how I want. See you…" Fed up, Sayako places her hands up too tired to deal with it as she turns then storms off, needing to get out of there.

*Someone asked and I like to see Shoto and Sayako as siblings like Todoroki just puts up with the random questions Sayako will blurt out. He sort of just deals with her like she deals with him.*