𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 ➵ OCHACO. U

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

|Conference Room|

"Now, I'll have Yoshino team up with Ashido and Kaminari." Aizawa explained, looking up at Nezu, who nodded. "And why would that be?" The principal questioned.

Aizawa sighed, placing the papers down, "Yoshino avoids confrontation with just about everyone in her class. Only ever around Jiro or Yaoyorozu. And even Uraraka. Her social bubble is small." He began to explain, leaning back in his seat. A few of the other heroes present, nodded along with him, they too have seen what he had, so they knew what he meant. "Her teamwork skills aren't very good, and she allows her fears, and low self esteem to cloud her judgement. If she can learn to work together with two of the students who have befriended everyone in class, since the very beginning, then maybe we can fix that."

Nezu nodded, placing a paw on his chin as he thought it over, his usual smile crossing his face, looking back at the tired hero with his beady eyes, "wonderful idea!"

|first year of middle school; 2 years ago|

Coy stared at her desk, trying to ignore her loud classmates around her. She hated the noise, she hated how calm and happy they all were. Why couldn't she be that way? Happy and relaxed, as if nothing bad were to ever happen.

Looking up as someone stopped in front of her desk, she couldn't help the flutter of joy in her chest as she recognized the familiar face.

"Coy? Why you do look so sad?" Her one and only friend in this school of regulars signed, looking at the girl with a smile.

Aika Kazama. The only one who seemed to understand Coy. The only one she can relate to. She understood the mute girl, in more ways than one. Especially being deaf herself.

"Let's go to the roof. It's way too loud here for you, right?" Coy's mouth twitched upwards as she nodded, Aika grabbing her hand, before beginning to pull her with her.

She was the only one to understand her. And she wanted to keep it that way.

|Months later|
|mentions of suicide; skip this if you're sensitive|

Coy stared at the body, laying on the concrete ground in shock. Her eyes wide as her pretty mint blue eyes grew dull. It happened so fast, one minute she was looking up at the sound of her classmates screams, the next, her best and only friend was falling from the roof, hitting the ground before her.

The blood seeped from her crushed skull, laying there with a small smile. Coy wanted to scream, yell, shout, cry. And yet the tears that began to form in her eyes didn't fall. She felt her throat close up, a lump forming. She couldn't cry or scream for her friend. She couldn't mourn the right way.

This was a dream right? A prank? It had to be. Aika. Aika couldn't be dead. She just couldn't.

And yet, as the students began to snap pictures of her friend, and the teachers start to pull them back to block off the area, the reality seeped in. She felt her knees buckle under her, limply she hit the ground, scraping her knees and tearing the knee high socks. Yet she didn't care. Her best friend, the person she cared about, she loved. Even if it was unknown to even herself. Was dead. Aika killed herself.

Stupid.

This was all her fault. If she had realized, maybe if she had seen how her friend was hurting, she could've stopped this. She could've saved her...

Stupid.

It was all her fault. Did she kill herself because of her? Did she do something to make her want to do this?

Stupid.

Dammit, why couldn't she have seen?! She could've saved her! Her best friend! She could've...she could've saved her...

She could hear people call her name, yet they sounded so distant. So far. All she could see was Aika. All she could see was her dead best friend. She didn't bother with everything around her, her best friend was dead, and she couldn't save her.

I'm so sorry...

And that was when the little hope she's ever felt, shattered inside her.

"I want to be friends!"

But maybe it was still there. Holding on by a small thread. Maybe it could return. Maybe, she wasn't a complete lost case. Maybe...

"Coy? Why do you look so sad?"

Someone could help her see, what Aika had all those years ago.