If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

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[Aria PoV]
I open the door.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS-"
I stood in shock, my jaw dropped.
"What the hell"
I shut the door.
"What the fuck"
I reopened the door.
"WHAT THE FUCK"
I shut the door again.
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[Aria PoV]
Not upstairs.
"WHEN WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME THERE WAS A DEAD BODY IN THE FUCKING CLOSET!" I screamed at Cayden, who was sitting on a barstool.
"I never planned on telling you"
"Did you-"
"Possibly"
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
"I'm just kidding! I didn't kill anybody"
"Yeah, I don't know how I didn't smell that as soon as I walked in!"
"You found the body, you dispose of it"
"No, I need to go to UA so I can take my meds"
"You'll be fine for a week or so without them"
I groan.
"They're painkillers! I'm in pain!"
"Then go overdose on the bathroom shit again!"
I stand still.
"That was too fucking far"
"Let's calm down everybody, deep breaths"
"Shut up Hawks!"
"Bringing up the memories I will never forget won't make me dispose of whoever that dead body is!"
"Stop being a pussy and do it!"
"Cayden, calm down"
"Shut the hell up, Hawks" 
"I have the ability to tell the other heroes you're a villain at any time. Don't-"
"Who do you think they'll believe? An innocent child? Or a grown ass adult with wings?"
"The hero, obviously!"
"You'd be surprised"
"This is bullshit"
"Where are you going now?"
"To the bathroom where I can cry in peace!"
I storm off and lock myself in the bathroom.
Opening the sink cabinet, I look for the boxes.
Shampoo
Conditioner
Bars of soap.
Expensive looking lotion.
Hair dye
A dead rat. Great.
DO NOT OPEN.
I grab the box and open it.
Oh Aria. You really need to stop listening to the derogatory comments that people make! Especially Cayden in general. He's no good for you. He's probably gonna kill you. He's a psychopath. A killer. A murder. He killed that person.
The little voice in my head tries to talk to me.
You're nothing without me. Hell, you're nothing without Cayden. You grow attached to the people that hurt you. What's that called again? Starts with an S?
"Stockholm syndrome"
But I'm not attached to Shigaraki. And I never was. So why would I have Stockholm if nobody is keeping me captive? Why would-
Cayden.
This is all his fault, isn't it.
You sweet son of a-
"Aria, you forgot to lock the door"
I jumped at the sound of Hawks voice.
"Aria, you died in my arms and came back to life, and now you wanna do this again?"
"No, I- I just- I'm sorry"
I closed the box.
"I'll see if I can get those meds or something. What are they called"
"Morphine pills. They're in an orange bottle somewhere"
"Alright. I'll be back tomorrow then"
He left the door open on his way out.
"Really, you just had to leave the door wide fuckin' open"
I put the box back.
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Sitting on my bed, biting my nails to pass the time, I think about what will happen now. Being held captive by my best friend isn't your ideal situation of choice, of course, I didn't choose it.
The smell of the dead body rotting in the closet finally sets in, and I start to get nauseous.
"I can't do this anymore" I say, gagging at the smell.
I rush downstairs to the bathroom, grabbing gloves, duck tape, a garbage bag, a mask,  and air freshener.
I put on the mask and gloves, grabbing everything.
I still gag at the smell, even through the mask.
Putting the garbage bag over the body's head and using the other bag on the legs, I duck tape the two bags together and start dragging the heavy bag to the dumpster in the alleyway.
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"Good job- AUGH THAT SMELLS LIKE ASS"
"No shit Sherlock Im spraying the place down with... Apple cinnamon air freshener. My favorite"
"Fits the season at least"