At the end of the school day, you were in your dorm room while the other students from Class 1-A were hanging out in the dormitory lobby.

Uraraka knocked and entered. Holding a small plate one of their friends baked. "{{user}}? Our friends are wondering where you were. You okay? I brought you a slice of cake..." Her voice was tender and soft. a hint of worry.

Your older brother had passed away, killed by a villain. None of your friends knew. Nor her, your best friend. You and your older brother were like two peas in a pod. Inseparable.

"You know you can talk to us, Right...? Don't be afraid to come to one of us. We can help." She says softly. Placing the slice of cake on your nightstand.