Hello, my name is Kuro (Jirou X OC) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 36

-Flashback-

We hear footsteps, as Jirou, who looked to be in her late 20s, walks in what could be assumed as the hallway of some bunker, as she enters a room, which had some, or rather, the only ones of her classmates remaining in the front.

Kaminari: Is there really no other way?

Jirou shakes her head.

Kirishima: *serious* Kaminari. Stop trying to be positive at such a time.

Kaminari: But... he's still in there somewhe-

Kirishima: STOP THIS FACADE ALREADY, DAMNIT!

Kaminari looks down as he clenches his fist.

Kaminari: I know it's stupid... I know it's utterly surreal and delusive... but... I can't help but think that somehow HE is still-

Kirishima: He's dead! Phantom killed him! As well as Midoriya, Bakugo, Ashido and the rest of our friends! Phantom killed them all in cold blood!

Kaminari: *also shouting* Don't you think I realise that?! I know! I was there! I watched as he snapped the necks and ripped the bodies of our friends in front of us! I couldn't do shit! Don't you think I want revenge too?! I want to inflict the same pain they all felt on him! But... I don't want to do that to... to Kuro...

Jirou snaps her neck towards Kaminari, as that name had somewhat became a taboo among the remaining three students of 1A.

Kaminari: Oh, what? You haven't even said a word ever since All Might died! You can't possibly tell me that you don't think that he's still there! You loved him, didn't you?!

Jirou tries to say something, but her voice was too raspy to be understandable, as Kirishima quickly grabbed her.

Kirishima: Oi! Don't speak when you've lost your voice! 

He turns to face Kaminari, as the latter looked as if he regretted pushing Jirou to the edge.

Kaminari: I'm sorry... I... No matter what you guys say... I still have faith in my friends. I still have faith in hi-

He stops, as he looks at Jirou.

Kaminari: I still have faith in Kuromaru Yagi.

Jirou keeps staring at the boy, before she sighs and takes a notepad from a nearby desk.

Now you may wonder why Jirou didn't speak anymore.

Well, the truth is, that all those years ago, when she saw her friend, someone she loved from the deep pits of her heart slaughter the man he once called "dad" on live television, then go on to kill not one, not two, but multiple of her classmates, as if they were mere flies to be swatted away, Jirou's mind broke. 

The pressure was too much for her to bear, as the memories of her, Kuro, and Toshinori flooded her eyes. A huge ringing in her ears silenced her ear piercing yell of despair, and after a while, she felt her throat go dry.

But neither did this stop her yelling along with the citizens of the whole Japan, and nor did it stop Kur- no...

Nor did it stop Phantom from slaughtering every single pro hero that was present at Kamino Ward. Soon enough, Phantom's paper white skin was dyed in crimson from the blood of the pro heroes and the media all alike.

The camera still kept rolling, as the people were forced to watch pro heroes such as Endeavor, Edgeshot, Best Jeanist, and many of her now merely unrecognizable lie on the ground.

Dead.

All of them. Some killed rather too gruesomely. 

-Current time-