“You shouldn’t be anywhere near the fight, you’re too important!” I exclaim frustratedly as we stand alone in recovery girls quarters. There had been an attack, and just as always you sprang to the occasion, but almost got fatally injured in the process.

The stubborn attitude only causes me to cringe more, because I can’t help but see just how similar it was. You, Shinsou and Kaminari… Shirakumo, me and Mic. It hurt to see you in such a similar friendship, one that ended so traumatically for me.

“Why won’t you let me do this for you, Oboro?!” I hear myself say in the midst of my anger… before stopping in my tracks.