Between you and me

Ochako knew what she wanted to be : a hero. Of course it was for the money ! Her parents had barely enough to pay the bills. The young girl felt ashamed of what she worked for. Money. Not very heroic, was it ? Little did Ochako know, she was already a hero. For, she worked harder than any other in her class to keep her good grades, to the point that she took extra courses from Katsuki. Not forgetting the training sessions with Izuku at sunrise. Everything she did, she did it in order to not be a burden for her parents and to be able to help them in the future.

However, she had still a long way to go before becoming a hero. The girl was indeed beginning her second year as a hero student at UA and her parents were still struggling. That was why she was now standing in front of an heavy black door, with an awfully great amount of makeup on her face, in an alley that she didn't even know existed. She didn't trust herself to read what was written in pink neons above said door. As if she needed to anyways ! The girl knew exactly what these neons were yelling at anyone who was brave enough to come that far in the dark alley. Thank God, it was midday and the daylight hadn't left yet !

Ochako was about to push the door open when she stopped in her tracks.

What am I doing ? Ochako you are insane, and you know it, but come on you thought about it for months now ! No chickening out. No backing up.

The brunette took a deep breath. Opened the door. Went in.

It took an eternity. She couldn't believe she had the job. Or perhaps she could. There were so many pervs out there... Sure they would accept a 16 year old girl to do such a job.

She got to the dorms just in time for dinner. It was for the best, she wouldn't have been able to avoid questions of her friends if she had arrived just before curfew, or worst past it.

-Queen Mochi ! On stage in five minutes!

-Yes ! responded Ochako to the masculine voice that came from afar.

She finished applying another layer of her blush and readjusted her pink bra, which let little to no place to imagination. It had been three months since she started working in the stripclub. Honestly, it wasn't ideal but it could have been worse. She was doing quite well, that's a lie she was telling to herself to convince her that she didn't acknowledge the fact that she was terribly good at pole dancing, twerking, walking on high-heels, teasing... It was a side of her that she just didn't bear. Even if a tiny little part of her inner self liked to know what she could do on a pole and most of all to have that not so little secret only for her to know... At least until tonight.

Ochako entered the middle stage, the biggest, she placed herself in front of the pole her back turned to the men, and very few women, who were watching hers and her colleagues every moves. The music started playing, some sort of rap song such as the hundreds Ochako had heard the past few months. As soon as she started dancing, Ochako forgot all the pairs of eyes coming from the seats below, only focusing on the choreography.

Once the music stopped, Ochako went down in the room and started making conversation with men, who were there for a bachelor party, to make them consume drinks and snacks. However as she was giving a lap dance to the groom, her eyes met two yellow ones. She froze.

No, no, no, no... This CAN'T be happening.

Ochako was mentally debating on what to do until she decided that she had better go talk to him before he assumed false things. The girl got up, excused herself, not without blowing kisses to the group, and went to find the boy who stood hagard in the middle of the room.

-Och-

Before anyone could hear him, she puts her hand on his mouth, darting her eyes on each side of the room. Once she was sure no one heard the beginning of her real name, she sighed relieved and dragged her classmate in a corner of the room where no one could hear them.