Jirou Kyouka, 14 years old, has always suppressed her another self for a long time, and she usually did a great job. But one day,a little trivial event changes her.

Vesphene Middle School, Shizuoka

Current time: 13:10

Lunchtime.

Probably the time when most students adore, and wait for. And Vesphene middle school was no exception. Every single classroom and halls were empty. Everyone was out there at the school grounds to enjoy the free time, or still having lunch at the dining hall. It was a rare occasion to find people in the school building at that time. But, that day, that rare occasion happened. In the class 3-1. In the classroom that was supposed to be empty, there was one person, in the back of the class. It was Jirou Kyouka, student of class 3-1.

In her seat, which was at the very end of the row next to the window, she was lying down on her desk. The reason was pretty simple. She wasn't feeling well. Her temperature was pretty high, and her head and stomach were literally killing her. Yeah, she wasn't like this from the start of the day, but it got worse and worse as the day passed. She didn't think it to become this bad in the morning when she felt a bit strange. Focusing during classes was nearly impossible, and she spent half of the morning classes plopped on the desk. She thought someone would wake her up during break times or something, but no one cared. So, that continued until lunchtime. Everyone was just busy doing their business, no one cared about the sick girl in the back row. Jirou groaned as a wave of headaches struck her head.

"The time...1...PM...Lunchtime?...Where is everybody?..." Jirou said to herself as she struggled to lift her head up. She slowly examined the surroundings and noticed that everybody was gone. She sighed. Not that she needed to have lunch, but at least they could tell her. But, Nah, she was almost used to it now. After she turned 3rd grade and got separated from her only friend, no one wanted to be her friend. Everyone avoided her for some various reasons including her looks, or personality, or anything. Yeah, she wasn't really an outward person, but this was on the another level. What was worse, there were people who actually showed hate towards Jirou and acted with it. Curse words? Yes. Ignoring her thoughts? Yes. And sometimes...violence.

'Come to think of it...This could be better than going to the cafeteria for lunch... If those assholes take advantage of me being sick again... Ugh...' Jirou thought to herself. And yes, it wasn't the first time Jirou fell ill in school. And also, it was not the first time being ignored or getting screwed with when she was sick. Yes, it was a pretty cruel world to her.

Jirou opened the window, and felt the warm breeze of summer running through her long hair. Unfortunately, due to her fever, she couldn't find the soothing breeze relaxing. The wind itself made her cold. She turned her head towards it, and saw many students in the school grounds enjoying their lunchtime. Some were playing sports, some were just wandering around, enjoying the nice weather, and their chat with friends. Jirou sighed as another wave of headache jolted through her head. She closed the window and lowered her head down again to her desk. She really wanted to get up and go somewhere, but she had a strange nausea and a stomachache. It would be a miracle if she walks a meter without falling down and throwing up. And now she was feeling dizzy. Great, because she had some change of altitude and her dizziness gets worse? Jirou just wanted to give up.

Jirou slept a little on her desk, but soon woke up because of her headache bothered her. But...the headache wasn't the only problem. She was hearing footsteps. Was someone coming back to the class? But the time is still early to come back, and her class usually spent their lunchtime outside. Hearing them coming back was quite strange. Jirou also found it strange, so she focused her superhuman hearing on the footsteps to check who was it. Jirou kept concentrating untill she finally found out the truth.

It wasn't one.

It was three.

And those footsteps were slowly approaching the classroom. She found it odd. Was she hearing strange things because of the fever? Why would someone come this early? She decided to wait. Wait until the owner of the footsteps to enter the classroom. With her head still plopped on the desk, she turned her head towards the classroom door, and gazed at it.

Some moments passed. And finally, Jirou could feel the footsteps coming really close to the classroom. And finally, they entered the classroom. But Jirou's face got filled with terror.

Jirou's superhuman ears were right. There were indeed three people. But their faces, her ears couldn't see their faces. And those faces were faces which Jirou never wanted to see in this situation. The group was consisting of two boys, and a girl. The boys were pretty tall, almost above 180 centimeters. One had messy brown hair, and one had a pretty long hair tied behind his head. And the girl. The girl was the exact opposite of Jirou. She was pretty tall, compared to Jirou's height of barely above 150 centimeters, she was a giant compared to her. Her skin was a little tanned, unlike Jirou's pale skin, giving a healthy look. Their hair wasn't really different, except for the fact that the other girl had curly hair. And lastly, their chest had major differences. Jirou wasn't dead flat because she indeed had puberty, but it was barely noticeable from the outside. But the other girl was pretty different. Compared to Jirou, no even compared to other girls in the class, she was fairly busty. And her general figure was pretty athletic. Among the group, she was in the front, acting like a leader.

"Whoo! The air conditioning is so good! Good thing we came back early, ain't it, Kenshi?" The girl said as she stretched her limbs. The tall boy with messy, brown hair silently nodded.

'Air conditioning? Oh, that's why the room was so cold.' Jirou thought to herself.

"And it's empty, the room is ours." The other boy with tied long hair said. He turned his head around to observe the empty classroom, but...he found Jirou. "Oh, look, looks like there's one in here?"

"Where, where? Oh! I see..." The girl said as she spotted Jirou. But it wasn't the happy sound of finding a friend. Her voice had some...bloodlust. She sounded cheerful, but it was her passive voice. To Jirou, that voice was the symbol of terror. Her voice never changed its tone whenever she was angry, sad, or whatever emotion she possessed. It was just downright creepy to her. Jirou sighed and decided to turn her head against them and go to sleep. Hoping that they won't touch her if she was in this state. But...the girl slightly lacked sympathy and common knowledge. She approached Jirou, and kept touching her.

"Heyyyy, flatty! Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be out there or something? What the hell are you doing here, like a corpse?" She said, without changing her tone or anything of her. Jirou tried to ignore the creepy girl's presence, but it was almost impossible. The girl kept touching her and whispering to her ears, and soon, she touched her forehead, which was burning up with fever.

"Ooh, hot! Okay, so you're sick? Then why didn't you tell me? Huh? That's what friends are for, riiiight?" She said. Lies. They were all lies. Jirou knew it. She wasn't even worried at Jirou being sick, she just wanted to mess with her. Especially when she couldn't resist her. And a friend? If Jirou had the strength for it, she would've laughed until her breath runs out. They were NEVER her friend. They always messed with her, teased her, and harassed her. Jirou cursed her superhuman hearing at that moment. Because the other girl was directly whispering creepy words with her creepy voice. If she continues doing that, she would go crazy. Jirou decided to act. If she stayed still, this would continue until the classes start or ascend to the next level. And she didn't want that.

"Look, Yukako...Yeah, you're right, I feel like shit right now... So just go away, I'm not in the mood of talking or getting into your gang's business... So just go away, and leave me alone, you're not helping..." Jirou said in a faint voice with all of her strength, hoping that the other girl would leave her alone and mind her own business for this damn time. But no, the other girl, now Yukako, wasn't a person of words. Yukako smirked, and stroked Jirou's messy, long hair and made it messier. She just knows how she can be as annoying as possible.

"Go away? Come on, that's ruuuuude! Hey, do friends say fuck off to each other? Hmmm?" Yukako said as she played with Jirou's hair. Occasionally pulling it. Jirou wanted to actually say fuck off, instead of her exaggeration, but she decided not to do that. Just listening to this mad girl was already tiring, but actually triggering this girl? She didn't want to think about that. She just stayed silent, completely ignoring the other girl. But unfortunately, Yukako got triggered by Jirou's silence.

"Oh, now you're ignoring me? You're a really bad friend here, flatty, ignoring your friend who is worried about you? Huh? Who do you think you are, huh?" Yukako said as her tug on Jirou's hair got stronger and stronger. Now Jirou felt real pain. And the pain mixed with the horrible headache? Jirou wanted to just give up now. Instead of fighting back to Yukako, Jirou just made a disturbed noise. Hoping Yukako would go away and mind her own business. But no, things got much worse. This time, Jirou didn't trigger Yukako's anger, but her sadistic nature. The smirk on her face became wider as she heard Jirou suffer, and the force on her arms got stronger.

"Hey, don't 'Mmmph' me, huh? Show me your affection towards me! Appreciation, or something? Shouldn't you be grateful? Come on, no one cares about you, but I do? I'm a literal lifesaver now! But you dare 'Mmmph' me? You're a really bad friend, flatty~ And what does a bad person get? Punishments!" Yukako's smirk was now at its widest, as she tugged Jirou's hair more and more. Her sadistic nature was now open.

'And who the fuck said that you were my fr...' Jirou thought to herself until something disturbed her. It was Yukako. But it was different but similar to the hair tug she was doing. It was not just a gentle tug, now she was almost ripping off Jirou's hair. And because she was doing it upwards, she was now lifting Jirou's head from the desk. Horrible pain jolted through Jirou's head, and Jirou moaned in pain. But, on the other hand, Yukako was purely enjoying this situation. Playing with a sick girl, it was perfect for Yukako.

'What in the actual f...?' Jirou thought to herself while she got lifted from her seat. She wasn't bad at tolerating pain, but this was just fucked up. She frowned in pain and annoyance and slightly opened her eyes and glared at Yukako with all of her might. Seeing Jirou's eyes, Yukako's smirk turned into a cold, unemotional expression. No sort of anger was shown in her face, but her eyes were burning in cold fire.

"Fuck, your eyes, your godforsaken eyes! Why can't you just keep them shut in front of me? It's fucking creepy, you know? The god damn contrast with your pale face and the shades that won't disappear forever? IT'S! FUCKING! ANNOYING!" Yukako shouted as she tossed Jirou to the ground. The bubbly tone in her voice was now almost gone. Now she was furious. All she wanted was to mess around with the short, sick girl, but now she was so triggered. Every single time she saw Jirou's eyes, it always annoyed her. Those eyes, those god damn things looked like all vitality in Jirou's body were concentrated in them. She hated the shine they possessed every single time. Even when she was groggy like this time.

'Ow...that really hurt... And what the fuck is wrong with her?... Why is she fucking furious when she made eye contact with me?...' Jirou thought, lying on the ground. She frowned more as she felt her headache worsen because of her head colliding with the ground due to Yukako. That bitch. She was finally abandoning that little 'friend' act. Yeah, it never worked, but she kept doing it to Jirou. She squinted to see what was going on above her, and she saw Yukako walking towards the tall ass boys. Jirou felt the ultimate feeling of being screwed. Now that girl's bringing them? ...Fuck.

"Hey, hey, Hachi, Kenshi, did you see that? Did you see that little bitch just creeping up all over on me like that?" Yukako's cold attitude momentarily changed as she approached the boys. And that was so freaking disgusting to Jirou. The drastic change of attitude just made Jirou want to puke her guts out.

"Of-fucking-course. And I expected that. As expected from the arrogant bitch there." Hachi said. Kenshi nodded silently next to him. Yukako's smirk returned.

"Yes! Right! You're totally right! Then...looks like we have one thing to do, eh?" Yukako said, her smirk turning into a devilish grin. Hachi flexed his knuckles, and Kenshi stretched his limbs.

"Oh, look, she's still online." Kenshi silently said, pointing at Jirou on the ground. He was somewhat right. She wasn't at the top condition, but she was still somehow functioning. Despite the dizziness and fatigue, she was struggling to get up.

"Awe, look at that, having a hard time getting up? Don't worry~ What are friends for? I'll give you...a hand?..." Yukako said as she kneeled down to Jirou and made her forehead meet Jirou's forehead, so that Jirou could see Yukako's cold, burning eyes. Jirou's eyes trembled with terror.

'Fuck...'

"Technically...it's not a hand!" Yukako shouted as her long, curly hair moved altogether, and wrapped around Jirou's body. In Jirou's terror, she lifted Jirou up above her head and slammed her to the window. Jirou screamed in pain as her back slammed to the window, but Yukako's hair split and covered Jirou's mouth so that her scream wouldn't spread across the building. Jirou choked, as Yukako's hair blocked the air coming into her. As she choked on air, her already pale face got paler and paler as her consciousness slowly faded. At the point she almost fainted, Yukako slightly let go of the strand of her that covered Jirou's mouth and let her breath. After Yukako let her mouth go, Jirou violently coughed and inhaled the air she desperately wanted. Yukako laughed at the scene.

"Sooooo, you enjoying my hair? I always take extra care of them every time I shower! Doesn't it smell good? Or feel good?" Yukako said, with a psychotic grin on her face. Jirou tried to protest at this nonsense, but she choked, and violently coughed again. Yukako flexed her fingers.

"Oh, so you don't like it? It's okaaaay! I'll MAKE you like it!" Yukako shouted as she sent another strand of hair to cover Jirou's mouth. She choked on it again, and soon struggled to get out of Yukako's grasp with all of her strength. But she obviously failed. Her current strength was no match to the strength of Yukako's hair, to be exact, her quirk. As she struggled to get out of Yukako's grasp, her world started to spin due to the lack of oxygen and her dizziness. Bile started to rise from her stomach, and now she had to fight it. She slightly opened her eyes and saw Yukako with a devil's smile on her face. That demon of a girl, she was enjoying the situation of torturing her. After a few seconds, she let go of the hair that was covering Jirou's mouth and let her breath. Great, now Yukako was using phases.

"Soooooo? How was it? Answers? Come on, we don't have all daaaay!" Yukako said, lowering Jirou down to her head's level. Jirou barely raised her head, swallowing the bile down to her stomach, and weakly glared at Yukako.

"You know...it's against the rules to use your quirk in school..." That was the only thing that came up in Jirou's head. Yes, the usage of quirks was strictly prohibited inside school buildings, and especially, when it comes to usage against peers, a major punishment was made. She hoped that would somehow stop Yukako. However, Yukako just snorted and put her forehead against Jirou's.

"Rules? Hah! Yeah, RULES. Tell me, do you think I mind rules? And do you think the school minds us breaking rules?" Yukako said, tormenting Jirou.

"Wha...?" Jirou said, in frustration. Yeah, the Yukako gang did really like to break rules. Especially when it comes to messing with Jirou. Using violence, going to prohibited places like the rooftop, they sure broke a lot of rules. But Jirou thought they were just lucky, and she wasn't significant enough to get attention. But...school doesn't care?... Jirou was just downright confused. She didn't think that her head could be messier than this.

"Hmm? Nothing? Yeah, of course. You won't know anything. You know, I, including Kenshi-kun and Hachi-kun, are the credits of our school, you don't know that?" Yukako said, pointing at the boys behind her. Jirou just dropped her head back down in exhaustion.

'School's credits? These assholes? Why? Why...in the world?...'

"Heroes, honey, heroes! The only hero wannabees in this school, and the ones most likely to enter a hero school! Especially U.A! You know, the school needs us. They need to produce good results for students entering high schools. So they keep track of some...heavyweights? To support them. In this case...that's..."

"You guys?..."

"Correct! The school doesn't want to disturb my records, so...they don't really touch us. It's a win-win thing, isn't it? Think about it, no one is hurt because of it!"

'Saying 'no one is hurt' while torturing a person...yeah...it's big brain time...'

"So you're gonna continue this bullshit right here?..." Jirou said mid coughing. Yukako laughed it off, and again put the devilish grin on her face.

"Bull what? Language! Come on, you're hurting my mind with your foul mouth~!" Yukako said, returning to teasing mode. She lifted Jirou up to the original position and covered her mouth with her hair again. Now Jirou didn't have the energy to speak up or anything. She just wanted to rest. Without them torturing her, of course. But no, her wishes never came true. Yukako never stopped. She definitely knew how to make Jirou painful. While suffocating her, Yukako moved Jirou all around to make her dizzy. And mixed with the lack of air, that worked like hell. But Yukako's facial expression seemed to become plain. Why? Isn't she a god damn sadist who enjoys torturing people? Was she freaking bored?

"Come on, this is getting boring, say something, or just make some noise! I'm not here to mess with some damn corspe! I know you can do it! Do something like the first time! You're ruining my fu..." Yukako froze, as Jirou suddenly shot her ear jacks at her, glaring with those burning eyes. But unfortunately, they didn't land a hit on her, faster than a blink of an eye, Kenshi appeared and deflected her ear jacks with her hands. To be exact, it was his bones. He was using his quirk too, which can be used to manipulate his bones. Now, his bones were penetrating out of his hands, acting like a claw.

"You're not hitting her," Kenshi said, silently. Yeah, Jirou totally forgot about them. Now she didn't have anything to stop Yukako.

"Hey, Yukako, I think other guys will come back soon. Hurry and finish it up. And if you're bored, there's no use to continue that. Don't worry, we still have next time, don't we?" Hachi said, putting a hand on Yukako's shoulder. Yukako smiled.

"Riiiiiight... Okay then! Due to time and various things, we're finishing you now!" Yukako said, stretching her arms. Jirou slightly raised her head in hope. Was this shit finally over?

"Buuuut... Not so fast." Yukako said, moving her hair to Jirou's neck, not her mouth. Jirou opened her eyes in pure horror.

"Due to your...rudeness seconds before...I decided to...give you a nice sleep! Don't worry! Others will think you're just sleeping because of your fever! No one's hurt!" Yukako said, clapping her hands. Jirou's eyes widened. She moved her hands to tore off Yukako's hair wrapped on her neck, but it was useless. Yukako laughed at the scene and noticed something with Jirou's hands.

"Hey, Hey, just curious though, why do you have those weird gloves on your hands every time? Isn't it too hot for gloves?" Yukako asked, back to the teasing tone. Although it was true. Jirou did have gloves on her hands which covered her wrists and palms. But that wasn't the point of this situation. And there was no way that Jirou will tell her the reason she had gloves, or to anyone.

'Why the hell...is she asking things or even doing things now?... That fucking sadist...' Jirou complained to herself. Dealing with suffocation and an annoying crazy sadist girl was certainly on the another level. She wanted to get away from her, she wanted to tear this god damn hair from herself.

Or probably burn it.

Maybe kill her and make her never come back.

Wait...kill her? Where did that come from?...

"Hi."

'...?'

'...!'

Goosebumps covered her entire body as she heard the voice. It wasn't Yukako's, Kenshi's, or Hachi's. It was hers. Why now? Why now? WHY NOW? Why did it have to be now? No, no, NO. This can't happen. This can't happen. This can't happen. Not now, not now, not now!

"Hmm? What's wrong? Something scared you?" Yukako asked Jirou, whose face was now mixed with pain, fear, and pure hatred. That was exactly what Jirou was feeling right now. Pain from Yukako's persistent torture, fear from passing out of suffocation and from herself, and hate. Deep inside of her, the emotions of hate, malice, and fury were building up. She didn't intend it, it wasn't her, but it was her. The emotions were alive. And Jirou felt herself fading away from reality. She was losing against herself. This wasn't supposed to happen.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

"St...stop..." Jirou mumbled out.

"Oh, you finally decided to speak?" Yukako said in an enthusiastic tone.

"I SAID STOP!" Jirou was now desperate. Several black spots started to appear in Jirou's vision. Her consciousness was fading away. But it was not from the sickness or the choke, it was from herself. She could feel it. She could feel another force engulfing her mind and body. She could feel herself losing control of her body, and sinking deep into the void. But Yukako seemed to be amused at the situation. Yeah, she wanted some reaction from Jirou, but she never knew about what Jirou was experiencing right now.

"Whoa, calm down, what's wrong with you? Suddenly with screaming?" Yukako said, slightly loosening her grip on Jirou. She was amused but also surprised at the same time. However, her actions were useless. Dark spots started to increase in Jirou's vision, and her senses started to become numb. Now she couldn't feel anything. The only thing she could sense right now was Yukako's face between the black spots in her vision.

"St...o...p... P...l..." Jirou mumbled out but didn't finish the sentence. Her vision finally turned all black, and her consciousness slowly faded away. Now Jirou was like a dead corpse being wrapped by Yukako's hair. Slightly surprised, Yukako put down the unconscious girl.

"Huh, strange. I swear I loosened the grip. How do you think about this, Hachi?"

"Don't think about that. Let's just set her up and leave this classroom for a bit. Let's come back just before the class starts." Hachi replied. Kenshi silently nodded.

"Okaaay... Looks like the fun's over now." Yukako said as she set up Jirou in a sleeping position on her seat. With that, she looked like she was sleeping because of her fever. After setting Jirou up, Yukako deactivated her quirk, and her hair returned to its normal state. She stretched her limbs in a fresh mood, and turned around and headed to Hachi and Kenshi, who was near to the back door of the classroom. She walked slowly, fixing her hair from the mess caused by her quirk.

And she probably regretted that decision of slowly walking forever.

"Hey Hachi, didn't she act strange today?" Yukako said, approaching Hachi.

"Huh? Who?" Hachi asked.

Yukako laughed. "Come on, just because I didn't day the name you just can't forget who you saw seconds age. Her, there, that little flat-chested moron." Yukako said, pointing at Jirou's seat. Hachi snorted, but Kenshi noticed something strange from the situation.

"Uh...Yukako. I think you gotta change your statement for that whole 'Acted strange' thing." Kenshi calmly said.

"Huh? Come on, you're into joking now, Kenshi?" Yukako said, giggling at Kenshi's statement.

"So, is it normal for a fainted person to move like that?" Kenshi said, lifting his hair covering his eyes to get a better look. Yukako and Hachi were now downright confused.

"Huh? Move like what?" They turned around to see Jirou's seat, and their eyes widened. Jirou was still unconscious in her seat, but something was strange. She was twitching. Violently. Not like the occasional twitches of a lazy student sleeping in class. It was almost epilepsy-level twitching. Her movements were now rattling the desk and the chair, causing it to slightly move.

"Okay...so...did we trigger something wrong today?" Yukako nervously asked.

"This...didn't happen before..." Hachi said in a cautious tone. Their plans of going out from the classroom and returning right before class was now abandoned. They just stood there, watching the unconscious girl moving like she was being electrocuted. Soon, because of Jirou's rather intense movements, she fell out of her seat and fell down to the ground with a loud thud.

"Okay...now she's on the ground... What do we do? Set her up again?" Yukako said in a half-nervous half-joking tone, but the two boys were still staring at the girl on the floor. Now Jirou's limbs and fingers were acting weird. With the sounds of joints being popped, her fingers and arms bent into an inhuman angle. Now the scene was quite scary.

"What in the..." Kenshi silently said, with his legs slowly leading him towards the door. He almost banged his back to the door of the classroom, but that didn't happen. Jirou's movements stopped after a few seconds. Her movements ceased, and her limbs slowly started to return to their original state. Her body went limp, and the wheezing sounds of her breathing remained in the empty room. Yukako. Hachi, and Kenshi were just standing there, silently.

"Uh...so...it's over?... Is she dead or something?" Yukako said. Her eyes were slightly trembling.

"Hmm...let's just say she fainted on the ground. That should make it." Hachi shrugged. "Let's just go, we're here for too long."

As Hachi pushed Yukako's shoulder, Yukako slowly moved towards the door. Kenshi exited the classroom first, Hachi followed, and Yukako was the last. But Yukako suddenly froze in her place. Goosebumps jolted through her body, and she started to feel cold. Yukako shuddered. This was clearly a bad sign. But the only thing left in the classroom was Jirou, and she was down there, on the ground.

No.

She had to be sure.

Yukako slightly turned her head to see, just to take a slight glance at the situation behind her.

And her brain stopped.

There was Jirou Kyouka.

Not on the floor.

But on her feet.

She was just standing there, deeply breathing, hands on her chest.

Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were wide open.

But they were different. They didn't have the vitality and the shine they usually had. They lost their focus, like a dead person's eyes. They were lifeless, and emotionless. Her eyes didn't move or tremble. They were just there. Silent and still. Seeing Jirou's eyes with vitality usually creeped Yukako out, but now? Yukako was now downright frightened.

"AAACK!" Yukako screamed and fell down to the floor. Hachi and Kenshi immediately turned back, and Kenshi helped Yukako to get up.

"What's wrong? Are you...what the fuck?" Hachi exclaimed.

"Hah..." Jirou, or some other being, spoke her first word. Or a sigh.

"She's awake?" Kenshi said.

"I...think...that's...not a normal...awake?..." Yukako said, with a trembling voice.

"Feels good, doesn't it?..." Jirou murmured. The temperature in the room dropped as she said that. No one knew why, but they felt it. Chills covered Yukako's skin, Hachi and Kenshi slightly shivered.

"Feels good?... What the hell? What do you mean by it?" Yukako said, panicking.

"Well...Heh...Think...on...yourself. But...I...also...seek joy. And right now...it's what I need." Jirou flexed her fingers but flexing her fingers wasn't the only thing she did. She exhaled deeply, and suddenly, purple aura surrounded her, and she disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What the fu..." Yukako couldn't finish the sentence. With a loud crashing sound, the three got blasted away from the classroom's exit. They landed with a crash on the wall of the hall. Thank god almost no one was there. Because the landing was hard. And when said hard, REALLY hard. Thankfully, no one was hurt and nothing was broken thanks to Hachi's quirk. His quirk was to make his body elastic like rubber so that he can absorb shocks and other various things.

"Ow...everybody okay?" Yukako asked, fixing her hair. But nobody replied. They were just downright frightened at the sight in front of them. Jirou was there. She stood near the threshold of the classroom door, still emitting purple aura from her body. She was directly looking at Yukako, with the lifeless eyes. Yukako shivered in horror. She expected another big strike from her, but that didn't happen immediately.

"Ugh...I feel like shit..." Jirou said, sighing.

"Uh...what?..." Yukako stuttered. What the hell is happening? She just couldn't expect the different Jirou's speech patterns.

"Do...you know...why?..." Jirou said, caressing her neck. Yukako's eyes went wide. So she...was remembering the event from before?

"Why?..." Yukako avoided Jirou's mindless eyes. But that couldn't stop her from doing what she wanted.

"Don't...you...mock me...? Heh...You know the answer..." Faster than a blink of an eye, Jirou was now directly in front of Yukako. Yukako's heart skipped a beat.

"It's...unfair...you know... To you to have all the fun and joy..." Whispering that to Yukako's ear, Jirou grabbed Yukako's neck with her frail hands and lifted her from the ground. Only with her left arm. She was lifting a person with one arm, with one, frail arm. Yukako tried to protest, but she couldn't resist. Jirou was strangely strong. Seeing the horrific scene, Hachi and Kenshi retreated to the right of Jirou. In fear and fury, Kenshi extracted his bones from his hands.

"Let her go!" That was the loudest voice he could make. He threw a punch towards Jirou's face, but he was blocked. Not just blocked, he was blocked by a finger. And that Jirou was being mean, she was using her middle finger, directly pointing to Kenshi.

"Fuck off." Jirou then used all of her fingers to grab Kenshi's hand and closed her fists. And the act soon turned into a hard clench. Kenshi's eyes turned wide, and his face soon got covered with pain. A sickening sound of bones being crunched filled the empty hallway. Kenshi retreated his hands as soon as he felt his bones being crushed by the frail girl.

"What...in...the..." Kenshi stuttered, clenching his shattered hand.

"I said, fuck off. What I'm interested in is...her." Jirou said, raising her middle finger to them.

"Wha...t...the hell...is..." Yukako said while chocking. Droplets of blood started to form from her neck as Jirou's fingernails stabbed her neck.

"Never mind, Yukako...chan. You're my main guest now...So, where should I start, huh?" Jirou said with a deadly smile on her face.

"...Where?... What do you...?"

"Oh, I'm just messing with you... I'm just... a little jealous of these...tits of yours...?" Jirou said, using her jacks to poke Yukako's rather large breasts until it became painful. Yukako frowned.

"Or...this beautiful hair?..." Now Jirou was tugging Yukako's hair, but with immense strength. If Yukako didn't have the hair quirk, her hair would've been destroyed by Jirou's one tug.

"Or...maybe here?" Jirou smirked, moving her jacks towards her mouth and putting it into her. Yukako's face turned pale in fear. What the hell? Is this the same girl from minutes before?

"Ooh, why are you so pale now? Scared? Our little baby girl is scared? What you gon' do, huh? Break down and cry? Or piss yourself here? What? What will you do?" Jirou laughed crazily. She patted Yukako's crotch while teasing her uvula with her jacks. Yukako gagged at Jirou's stimulation, and Jirou's laugh got more intense.

"Shit, you're gonna puke on me? Disgusting. Heh, aaaaanyway... Having fun? Don't worry, we're gonna have more, more, and MORE fun and joy we desperately NEED. I need it, and you WILL need it. Got it? Oh, you can't talk now?" Jirou provoked Yukako, who was now half-unconscious because of the lack of air.

"Come on, come on, stay sober, you're more than this, aren't you?" Jirou kicked Yukako in the groin with her knee to make her wake up. But she didn't loosen her grip. Hachi and Kenshi were still frozen in their spot, but something made their heads turn.

Footsteps.

Footsteps?

Teachers?

No, the footsteps were pretty light, teachers usually don't walk that fast.

Faster.

Faster?

It was getting faster, turning into sounds of running.

Someone was definitely coming.

Kenshi and Hachi turned towards the source of the footsteps. And there stood the source.

It was a boy, the same grade as them, but with a shorter figure. He had blonde hair with a black streak looking like a lightning bolt. He was panting, but he didn't seem to stop running. He lifted his head and saw the scene in front of him. His eyes went wide, and he started to run at full speed.

"Come on, don't bore me. This is not the joy I NEEDED. Do you think I'm here just to use you as a..." Jirou didn't finish the sentence. The running sound, Jirou's superhuman hearing caught the sound and soon spotted the blonde boy running. It seemed that he wasn't just running, he had a goal, and the goal was...

"JIROU!" The boy shouted, jumping towards her, Hachi and Kenshi got out of the way in surprise.

"Kami...n..."

He stretched his hands towards Jirou and spread out his index and middle finger, like a sort of gun. His fingers slightly glowed, and...

Pzzzt.

Feeling a sharp pain from her back of the neck, Jirou's world went dark.

"Fuck..."

End of chapter!
If you're seeing this, thank you for reading!
Sorry for the late update, I was busy 'cause...things?
Aaaanyway, sorry if OC's confused you. As I mentioned in the tags, OC's won't play a major role in this fic. They are just here for...some purposes. And for little fun, there is a little motive's for the OC's names! Have fun guessing them! (Buuuut it might be super easy)
Today's chapter ends here, thank you for reading, and I'll be back with...what happens next...