From souls to heroes

Ominous

Once she got home from the entrance exams, Ochaco was exhausted. It had been a long day full of stressful activities.

A bit of nausea medicine would also help, seeing how much she used her quirk.

Like what was said earlier, stressful.

Ochaco flopped down on her bed and sighed, her mind going through the events of the day.

Of course she would be the one to get lost and have Kaminari-kun help her.

What bothered her most was that boy that saved her from the giant robot. He had broken both of his legs and his arm in the process.

Did she really need to be saved? Was she really that pathetic?

If she had shun shun rikka at her side, she would have been able to save herself or heal the boy after he saved her. Either way, he wouldn't have had to be rushed away into an ambulance. She did ask Present Mic if she could share some of her points with the injured boy, a gesture that the pro hero thought was very nice of her. Still, she just felt bad about the whole situation.

"Are ya seriously going to mope around about that whole ordeal?" Shiro's voice in her ear made Ochaco jump. The hollow seemed amused by the reaction.

"The kid got injured to save ya, big whoop! He was doing it on his own accord.  Don't blame yourself for his injuries"

"I know, it's just..." her train of thought was lost when she spotted what looked like a letter on her desk.

When had that gotten there?

She got off her bed and made her way over to the desk to examine it.

It looked to be a normal white envelope with a wax stamp sealing it.

Who uses a wax stamp anymore?

"Someone's trying to be fancy" Shiro's voice sounded bored.

Ochaco carefully peeled off the wax stamp and pulled the letter out. It was on a piece of parchment paper, also quite fancy.

"Dear Ochaco Uraraka," the letter began.

"Congratulations on applying for the UA hero program. You did great during the exam so you should have little to worry about. I look forward to seeing if you make it into the class and what you do with your education in the future."

"With warm regards, an anonymous passerby" Ochaco finished reading.

What?

She had to read it over and over to make sure she understood what was written.

Was this from a teacher of hers or maybe a member of the UA faculty? Maybe, it was one of her friends playing a prank on her?

There was no name or address for where it came from.

"Who sent this?"

"No idea. It might be either a good or bad thing that they know your address" Shiro snickered, finally gaining a little more interest.

Ochaco's heart sank at the realization. Someone she didn't know knew who she was and what her home address was. They also knew she was applying for UA.

This was starting to sound very familiar to her.

Images of brown haired man with an eyepatch filled her mind.

She shook her head. No, that couldn't be the same person.

"Who's to say it's not Aizen?" Ochaco cringed as Shiro said his name aloud.

"Because, he's been locked up again since that war with the Quincy. There's no way it could be him" she muttered to the white figure that was now sitting on her bed.

"Well, you never know. It's been a while"

"Stop"

"I'm just sayin it's a possibility. Doesn't mean it actually happened"

"I know..." Ochaco sighed as she became lost in thought.

She couldn't sense any of his spiritual energy on the paper, a thought that gave her a little bit of relief, but there was still a nervous pit in her stomach.

All she could think of that night was she now had a stalker who knew a lot about her.