mika jumped at the sudden shout , her mind previously lost in one of her fantasies as she wrote in her notebook . she looked at the person who had shouted , a classmate of hers . she watched quietly as her notebook was snatched , but didn't do anything .
it was happening again . whether she was at school or not , they always found her and always preyed on her . she was weak . she was the easy target . more teens approached , making sure she didn't try to run away .
one of them grabbed her by the back of her arms , holding her there as the others tore apart her notebook . this broke down her emotionless composure , and she started to panic . one , they touched her . she wasn't okay with that . two , they were destroying the one thing that brought her joy .
she started struggling against them , but the only thing it led to was her arm being twisted behind her back . she tried so hard not to cry out in pain , but she did . she kicked one of them , but that led to her getting punched directly in the face .
she gave up fighting at that point , not good at using her quirk and not strong enough to fight them off . she knew she wouldn't win . she thought she deserved this . that the pain was what she needed . deep down , she hoped that they'd just kill her .
