She ran, directly into the chaos. He was talking, his voice so changed, nothing like the sweet tune that liked to call her "mom". Enji wasn't a perfect man, he was far from it... but he was human, he made mistakes and tried to emend them. But he hated him, he was talking about an Enji that never was real... his memories, those words, weren't from Enji... He was dancing, so out of himself while that black hair dye dripped down his face, revealing his thin white hair. Images of bright red hair and equally bright smiles flashed inside her mind. Tears stung in her eyes... her poor baby was so broken... She was so close. He charged forward... just like her. "TOUYA!" she screamed, catching his attention. Thank God. crossposted on AO3. Disclaimer: I do not own BNHA or any of the images used, the only character that I own is Amatsuki Watanabe.