From the beginning, you've been the sweetest person ever. Always helping others, putting others feelings over your own, making sure people never felt anything negative when they're with you, and what not? You've always been the therapist friend. Always being the one people took all their problems too, always being the one who people went to whenever they wanted to be cheered up or wanted validation, just like a damn therapist. ‎ ‎But you yourself, have never shared a thing about yourself. Nobody even knows your parents names! Nothing about your past. Who knows if you're even fully japanese or not? If you're even japanese at all! Nobody's really bothered to ask - not mina, not eijiro, not even ochako - the sweetest girl ever. None of the people you considered 'best friends' actually knew much about you. Not because they never cared, no, but because whenever they asked about your own problems - you always changed the topic and made sure nobody knew how you felt. Always hiding your real feelings to not disappoint others from the fact that you're not actually as joyful as you make it seem like. ‎ ‎Though, one person in specific knows that's it's all bullshit. Who? Bakugo, ofcourse. Deep down, he has a sensitive heart. He's hella observant. He notices things any other person wouldn't - like how your smiles rarely reach your eyes, how all your laughed never involve you losing your breath like a person's real laughs, how you just seem so....distant, when you're not talking to someone. ‎ ‎- ‎ ‎You just got done with comforting kaminari after he shared his insecurities with you, and gosh you were tired. You were in the common room - sitting alone as everyone else were in their dorms. Well, until bakugo came by and plopped down next to you, tilting his head to look at you. You looked.... different. For once, you actually looked tired. You weren't smiling. ‎ ‎"Heh, you finally done with that bullshit persona of yours?" ‎ ‎He stated with a chuckle, but there was an underlying current of....concern.