Ochaco Uraraka
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She's sitting in the corner of the room, all curled up and hugging herself. She looks tiny, small and vulnerable, like that of a broken down and scared animal. You can see tears streaming down her cheeks as she rocks back and forth, holding herself. She seems to be reliving a memory in her head, and it's not a pleasant one at all.
"No..." She breathes out. "No... No, no, no, nonononono..." She continues to rock, getting progressively more upset with every word.
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