"Be careful on your walk Jirou!" Yaomomo said as she put a cake in the oven, "this might be ready by the time you get back." Jirou and Yaomomo had been living together for a few days and the shorter girl enjoyed it.
"I'll be careful, Yaomomo!" Jirou said with a smile as she put a light jacket on.
Jirou gasped as she woke up in a dark alleyway with no memory of the past few minutes...or hours. The last thing she remembered was seeing Yaomomo before she went on a walk. The purple haired girl's thoughts were interupted by footsteps. They sounded like boots walking on concrete floors or sidewalk.
"It's about time you woke up," a voice said. Jirou looked up and saw a black figure walking towards her. Once they came into the light she muttered an oh god under her breath. Midoriya was walking closer to her with a knife in his hand. Jirou tried to get up and run but Midoriya caught up to her and pushed her onto the ground. Before Midoriya flipped her onto her back, Jirou noticed someones body in the corner. That ponytail could only be one person's ponytail. Yaomomo's. Jirou felt her heart drop.
"It's time for your treatment," the green haired male said as he pulled his gloves on and grinned from ear to ear. Fear was clearly shown in Jirou's eyes. She didn't know what Midoriya was going to do until he twirled the knife in his fingers while staring at her earphone jacks.
"Wouldn't it be a shame if..." Midoriya barely pressed the cold blade against her earphone jacks as he spoke, "...you were to lose these?" He laughed loudly until he shot his hand up and struck her one of her jacks. The purple haired girl screamed. Hell, that was an undertstatement. Her scream could of made anyone deaf. Midoriya grinned as he struck the other one and-
Jirou shot up in bed and covered her mouth so the scream caught in her throat didn't escape. She quietly sobbed into her hands as fear slowly drained from her. Yaomomo woke up because of Jirou's sudden jolt upwards in bed. She noticed that the shorter girl was crying and instantly went to comfort her.
"Jirou, what's wrong?" Yaomomo asked as she sat up. Jirou instantly clung to Yaomomo and sobbed into her chest.
"Shhh..." the black haired girl spoke in a soothing voice as she gently rubbed the shorter girl's back and pulled her close, "it's okay, Kyouka. I'm here."
"I-I..." the purple haired girl could barely speak in between sobs, "M-Momo..."
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," Yaomomo said, "if we cuddle will it make you feel better?" Jirou nodded and the girls layed back down in bed and cuddled.
"Maybe we can talk about it in the morning," the taller girl said.
"Y-yeah," the shorter girl managed to say between small sobs. The girls soon drifted off to sleep.
