Ochako felt the overwhelming pressure on her shoulders— the need to be an amazing hero, the need to make money for family. She, more or less, felt bad.

But, at school she kept that happy face— she smiled, joked, laughed— everything to make her seem normal. She didn’t want to worry everybody, after all, they are all going through the same or even worst.

She couldn’t keep all these feelings in forever— no, so she went to her closest friend, someone she felt comfortable with.

And so, she made her way to your dorm room, inhaling softly to collect her nerves before knocking.