Life Within a Tarot Deck

Spark of Trust

Two days, TWO DAYS is all it took for the entire school of UA to find out that Uraraka Ochako was immediately demoted from the Hero Course, not even a week into the semester, and brutal was putting it mildly at the humiliation.

The girls of the General Studies, including Mei Hatsume, trapped her in the girls' bathroom and used a special permanent marker on her, marking the word Traitor on the brunette's forehead, followed by the world's nastiest swirly in a toilet that no one liked to flush. She ran home crying her eyes out that Thursday, refusing to go back to school until her father forced her to go back the next day, saying this was punishment for her dishonoring the family.

So, with spare clothes and fresheners, she had no choice but to face the miserable music, and that marker was still on her forehead. Her locker was defiled with words that made her boil.

Traitor...

Mole...

Slut...

Villain...

Beggar...

Homophobe...

Worthless...

She had never felt this humiliated and she wanted revenge, revenge on that busty Bakugou bitch, Izuku, that stupid Pokemon Eevee, and every one of those 1-A class who caused her this. She did not do this, they provoked her, and oh they will pay.

Ochako then opened her locker and something sprayed right into her face, followed by the foulest of smells causing everyone around her to clear the area. If one could describe it, it was a mixture of skunk and shit, and it was all over her.

"Uraraka!"

Ochako looked at Midnight in anger as she was walking toward her with her hand over her mouth. "Prank items of this scale are forbidden in this school, you will face detention 2 hours after school and you will wash the entire hall and lockers!"

"It wasn't me, Sensei!" Ochako protested and slammed her locker door. "Someone put it inside my locker! They framed me!"

"No one in this school has access to your locker number, Uraraka." Midnight growled and struck the nearest locker with her leather flog. "I will not repeat myself, or detention will be longer. Now go wash up, I don't want you stinking up my class!!"

"B-But..." Ochako tried again then sighed in defeat. "Fine..." And she went to the girls' showers, facing the walk of shame as everyone was laughing at her, throwing items and rotten food at her already ruined clothes and makeup. Oh, they will pay dearly.

Other than the early entertainment the rest of 1-A's day went by smoothly, the air many shades lighter as they no longer had to deal with the discriminatory bitch. Katsuki was especially glad now that he doesn't have to deal with her asking him out every fucking day and run the risk of a catfight between her and Eevee. Would've been hot though as he knew his girl would show no mercy.

Another reason for his improved mood was that Izuku seemed more alert today and his flames reactivated, along with his voracious appetite, so he is going to make a big batch of katsudon curry. Izuku seemed to like that spicy combo.

So after the end of class, he was getting ready to head home when Denki walked up to him and tapped his shoulder. "Hey, Bakubro?"

"What is it, Dunce Face?" Katsuki growled, waving Eevee goodbye.

Again he saw the signs of anxiety as Denki was shifting from side to side a bit, but he seemed to have it in control. "Would it be possible if I could come over and see Usagi today? I know it is sudden, but you had mentioned that he was better so I would like to talk to him a bit."