"Who did this?" (☽) - @tempered-in-flames
Ochako wasn’t expecting to expect getting caught coming back to the dormitories, let alone be confronted by her busted lip. It wasn’t bleeding anymore, but the recognizable look of a slightly swollen lip and the dark red of dried blood clearly gave away that she had been in some kind of altercation turned physical. Out of embarrassment, the young hero wasn’t feeling very inclined to answer any questions that would force her to tell what happened on her way to the campus. She planned on going directly to her bedroom and wait until the swelling got better, enough that her lip would go unnoticed by the others.
But he was her friend, and putting herself in his place, she would not like to be kept in the dark either. She’d be worried about him too. “I... picked a fight...” Her reply trailed off as her face gained a shade darker, almost matching her lip. “I mean, is it picking a fight when you’re stopping people from bullying others?” The motive wasn’t the reason she was feeling ashamed. But the fact that they still managed to hit her. A bunch of younger -- but bigger -- kids that weren’t even training to be heroes got to hit her, someone who even got herself her provisional license. Ochako felt like a a failure and a phony of a hero.















