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Recap:

"I'm on my way."

"Thank you..."

BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM

(Y/N) was a sobbing mess, paranoid about everything that could happen. She walked over to where her drink was when she suddenly collapsed onto the tile floor.

Who could handle this? She was being sexually harassed and couldn't handle any of this.

A panic attack had started to overcome her as she lay on the ground, curled into a ball. Her breathing patterns weren't normal and changed pace every few seconds. Sweat started to roll down her forehead while tears flowed down her cheeks.

While she was on the floor, she had started to calm down when it all came back. She couldn't handle this.

Flashback (about two years ago):

(Y/N)'s pov:

I ran, afraid for my life. I honestly thought I was going to be killed.

I tripped on a rock, being chased by my 'so-called' brother.

"T-Tomura! Please stop!" I was crying out, trying to get out of this terrible situation.

"Sorry, you shouldn't have made me mad."

He continued to chase me, enjoying my pain and suffering from his quirk. My flesh was being destroyed, me laying on the ground, bleeding out. I couldn't run anymore. A part of my leg had been crumbled apart when he touched me.

"TOMURA! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" My mother found me being tortured by this person. She walked towards us, her hands out, not afraid to hurt him. Her quirk was stronger than his.

I hadn't gained my quirk yet, so the only thing I could do is run.

He had been touching me in spots I was very uncomfortable with beforehand. I had told him to stop until he had just gotten so angry. This was during seventh or eighth grade that I had had this experience. He was then taken from the family, put into a place designed for the mentally insane. He was broken out a few years back by a man who goes by All For One. I've known nothing since.

Depression overcame me, my mental state very low. I had never had suicidal feelings, as my depression was based on harassment, anxiety, and paranoia.

And, yes, I was a late bloomer. My doctor did see three joints in my pinky toe, believing that I would soon develop a quirk. That "soon" took ten years. I was fourteen by the time I gained my quirk, which is probably why I didn't make it far in the sports festival.

BACK TO THE PRESENT

A heard the door creak open, but she was afraid to look and see who it was, so she kept her eyes closed and curled up even tighter. A thumping sound was heard from across the room, slowly moving around the room. The sound stopped for a second and was now louder and faster than before.

Todoroki's pov:

My phone started ringing while still sitting at the table with my family. No, I didn't want to be seated next to my father, but I had no choice, he would torture me if I didn't.

I picked up my phone to see who it was. My eyes widened at the name.

'(Y/N) <3'

Why is she calling? She never calls me... Is she okay? I need to check on her.

"Who is it?" Endeavor asked, seeing if it was that same 'agency' as before.

"It's someone else. May I be excused?"

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