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"When I love something, I want to see it ruined. Bruised. Battered. Bloody. I want to destroy it, kill it. I want to become it. Human and animal alike!"
Those words stay with Uraraka even when she's long done with the day, out of her costume and curled up in her bed. It's not been long since they captured Toga Himiko and for some reason or another, Uraraka regularly visits her. She finds herself drawn, as if Toga put the reverse of her gravity quirk on her. She's fascinated with the villain who almost cost her her life many more times than she can count.
So she keeps asking things, because she wants to know. She wants to see the world though Toga's eyes. She wants to know how she experiences feelings.
And it turns out, Toga used to have the biggest, most morbid crush on Uraraka.
She's twenty two years now, more mature and a little calmer. More level headed. But she still can't understand the point of view of a person so different from her. Her polar opposite in a monochrome world. A villain.
She wants to be empathetic but she can't begin to. Not when every word Toga says sounds like nonsense to her.
"And when you did... when you killed the one you like and sucked their blood up... what do you do after that?" Uraraka questions her one chilly day in October. It's not quite cold enough for boots yet but definitely high time to get a new winter coat. She's freezing.
"Obviously I become them as long as I can, then find someone else attractive, duh!" Toga glares at her. She's kept behind thick glass but there's speakers installed on both sides of it. She seems bored in there, if not ticked off. "Why do you keep coming here? Mocking me?"
"No, no! I want to understand." She quickly corrects. "I want to understand you. Why do you not want to keep anyone you love in your life for longer periods of time?"
"It'd get boring. Duh. Get out of here; I'm tired of you. Tch, why did I even like you in the first place..." Toga frowns and turns her back to the glass, obviously done speaking.
Uraraka leaves with more food for thought. She'll be back for sure. The way home is cruel and cursed with harsh wind. She really does need to get a coat already...
--
Toga just finds Uraraka Ochako annoying. She's a pro hero - and attractive as ever. Soft cheeks with a gentle, persisting blush. Nice curves in all the right places. Hair, slightly longer than in high school and silky. But she's gotten such a pain personality wise.
She's mature, she tries to do what people would call 'talking sense into someone'. And she keeps coming to prison, to Toga's cell, to ask questions. To stare at her like she's an animal in zoo. To talk and pry into her affairs.
Toga hates it so, so much. Because Uraraka is the only fun change to her routine. Because the things she says actually stick and make her think.
Why would one not want to keep their love around? No, the question is... why would they in the first place.
Toga likes cute things but she's not a gentle person. Her very quirk already establishes that for her. She's cruel by nature. She's never been unhappy tearing bodies up and transforming into beautiful people. She likes playing pretend and acting. She's fond of romance novels with a twist into crime. She loves birds and sucking them dry.
She used to be called vampire in school. That, she hated. She's not a vampire. They're not cute. She's her and she's happy.
Or are you? The voice in her head hasn't been shutting up a single moment lately. Her thoughts wander and wander, always back to Uraraka they go...
Toga hates every second of it.
--
It's high time she finds a new agency. Uraraka knows that, but she has no idea where to start; the one she's currently occupied at is shutting down due to low crime in the area and many people retiring.
There's no one others close to where she lives. There's nothing that's not at least two hours away by train.
How many times has Hawks, legendary number one from a couple years ago, said that heroes should have more free time than they know what to do with? She sighs remembering it. Many times. Way many.
And it's become a reality, sadly. The old number one vanished from the surface of earth but crime has never been lower. Deku is number one, ever fighting Bakugou just like in high school. Class one A is scattered all over Japan. Class B is too. Many heroes have worked together to bring back peace after a temporary break of the entire system.
It's peaceful now. Almost quiet.
Sometimes, in delirious moments, Uraraka wishes for the old days. Nothing happens nowadays. Maybe she should retire and change careers to do something else entirely? She wants to have fun again. She doesn't want to stroll around uselessly. It's a pain.
And now that she has to move agencies she feels all of this even more than ever.
Nothing else to do and feeling gloomy due to the brown mush on the streets, she makes her way over to the by now familiar prison once again. She hates winter. She hates the dirty snow on the road. She hates the cold. She just wants to hibernate until spring.
"Do you have a favourite season?" Uraraka asks her favourite inmate. Toga's just curled up in thin blanket provided. She stares at Uraraka, all unimpressed.
"Hi to you too." She hisses. Uraraka sighs and leans her head on the glass. She feels comforted here, in this high security prison. By a woman who's killed hundreds. What a hero she is...
"Sorry. I can't." Uraraka closes her eyes and feels calm for the first time this week. Makes her feel unwound and extremely tired. Ugh. She should have gone home instead...
"Can't you just leave?" Toga complains and it makes Uraraka smile. Actually and genuinely smile.
She grins and stands up by herself again. "Nah, don't wanna."
Maybe she's delirious in fatigue but she feels a few years younger. Lighter. She wants to chatter and be carefree in that moment.
Toga makes a face. Disgust is clearly visible in her eyes.
"Suit yourself I guess?" She pulls the covers tighter around herself and keeps looking Uraraka's way.
"So accommodating!" She sings with another big grin. "Thanks!"
"What's wrong with you now?" Toga groans and starts squinting. Uraraka just laughs.
"You put me in a better mood, Toga-san!" She confesses. Now that visiting time is almost up and she's about to fall asleep standing up... now that she can smile again, Uraraka thinks it's time to go.
"See you soon, gal!"
And with that she's out.
--
Winter is Toga's favourite season. She never tells Uraraka that but it's true. There's nothing prettier than fresh blood on powder snow. Snow is a great hiding place for corpses. Icicles make great alternatives to knives. No icicles? Take a chunk of ice and knock your victim out with it.
Yeah, it's a great season all around.
Toga wishes she could be outside like every single day since she came here.
The last few days she's been oddly optimistic about getting discharged one day. It's probably Uraraka's fault. Showing up down in the dumps and being as annoying as usual only to suddenly brighten up. For a few minutes she was all her younger self, cheeky and cheerful.
It pulled a string in Toga's chest. She misses that. She misses quarrelling and fighting with Uraraka. Yet at the same time she just feels old affection blooming up in her chest. She wants to kill Uraraka again. She wants her sweet blood. She wants to become her again.
She doesn't think of a future entirely without Uraraka though.
--
There's something hopeful about spring. Flowers start growing. The snow melts away. Trees gain new life...
Uraraka finds herself drawn to that exact charm. People are said to fall in love at this time. Romance is in the air or something. She sort of wants to fall in love again but she has no interest in anyone. She's only got her new job and old friends she sees much less than she likes.
Her biggest constant is Toga by now. She goes to prison more and more often. By now it's almost daily. There isn't much more that she wants to know. She already knows most things Toga would tell her. Some facts about her past. Her views on Stain and why life seems so hard for her to live in this world.
It's started making sense. It's a case of quirk discrimination; of bullying. Like with Shinsou. And Monoma.
Toga's been verbally and emotionally abused by her family all life long for simply using her quirk. Of course she'd want to escape. Of course she'd turn out this way. It's sort of justified but...
It's not okay for her to do things like that regardless.
She's still a villain but more mundane now that Uraraka has her reasons.
Makes her sad and apprehensive. Villains are just people. All of them have stories and reasons.
Uraraka believes that Toga can see life from another angle if she just shows her. Slowly. Patiently.
Villains shouldn't just be given up on. Maybe that's a view leading a hero to demise but she's not a hero any more and she wants nothing more than to try. She won't abandon Toga at prison. Ever.
Regardless of success she'll keep on visiting.
It's her favourite part of life by now.
She visits after work, one particularly warm day in March. Toga has been looking rather skinny lately; makes Uraraka want to up and bring over food. She can't imagine prison has the best quality in nutrition.
It's probably not allowed to though.
"Why are you here today?" Toga asks, voice quiet and glum. She seems really tired and almost... depressed?
"Just really wanna see you!" Uraraka smiles.
Toga just sighs. She waves her hand dismissively. "Fine, enjoy, then."
With those words she sits down and pulls her legs up to her chest. She doesn't respond any more.
It breaks Uraraka's heart. She wants to go in there and comfort. She wants to hug and pat Toga's hair. Maybe tell her that everything's okay. And...
And maybe she's been interested in someone for the longest time. Maybe she's felt her heart longing for love because she's been crushing for months. Maybe she really likes Toga. The villain who almost killed her multiple times.
There's nothing wrong with that, she doesn't think. It's perfectly fine.
"Toga-chan?" Uraraka calls out gently. No reaction. She bites her lip. Okay, pulling out the real guns now. "Himiko!"
That gets her a reaction. Toga looks her way in tired confusion. She doesn't say anything but Uraraka thinks it's a positive reaction. Life starts to light up Toga's dull eyes. Just the tiniest bit but it's there.
"Himiko-chan!" Uraraka sings and does a silly pose. She craves for Toga's smile. She wants to be the one who put it on her face.
It might not be all easy though.
Which is where Uraraka's wrong. Toga actually starts smiling the tiniest bit. Right at her.
And it's like world stops spinning for that moment. Time freezes. Uraraka forgets how to breathe and--
And then the smile is all gone again. Only melchanoly left in Toga's eyes.
But gosh if that one moment didn't make Uraraka feel so many things. She's in love, she feels high, she wants to be with Toga again-- she wants to feel alive again in a world that has grown so utterly dull in its peace.
She wants to get into trouble.
"Have you ever kissed anyone?" Uraraka reaches out, touches the separation glass.
Maybe she should have stayed away from this prison altogether.
"I have." Toga replies quietly. "A couple times."
"Did you like it?"
"It was okay. Not the best thing ever."
Uraraka licks her lips, enjoying the way two eyes follow her tongue's every movement.
"I like you." Uraraka smiles and hopes she manages to look mischievous. It's probably a grimace at best though.
"And?" Toga actually gets up hearing her words. "Do you plan to break me out and let me kill you?"
"No." Uraraka shakes her head. She might feel naughty but she won't go that far. She isn't a high schooler any more. "I don't want to fight any more. I can see myself running away with you, though."
Toga turns towards her, takes a step forward. She's all sunken eyes and skinny. Pale like a zombie.
"Are you stupid?" Toga asks in disbelief.
"No." Uraraka denies again. She grins. "I'm mad."
--
Day and night, Toga can't think of anything but Uraraka and her feelings. There's partly nothing else worth thinking about, partly nothing she can do about her thoughts. They're stuck.
She likes Uraraka and... yes, she's probably not as keen on killing her any more as before, but... everything else has always seemed so dull. Holding hands. Hugging. Kissing. Going on dates. Being domestic.
It all just seems so boring. Why are people enjoying these things? Can she enjoy them with Uraraka? Ugh, what's happening to her... what's this woman doing to her mind?
She stares at the ceiling one of the many sleepless and cold nights in her cell. Cobwebs and spiders up there. The scent of dust is heavy all around her.
She wants to be out of here already. Maybe Uraraka would laugh if she told her she's going insane in here. Cause in her eyes, Toga's already insane.
Toga's a villain with literal bloodlust.
Uraraka likes her anyway. Might even free her if she just pretends to have changed her mind on how she views love.
That's out of the question though. She's might be a liar but she'll always stay true to herself. She will never pretend to fit the 'normal' box in life. She's herself and she won't pretend to be anyone else.
And she won't change unless she wants to. Not for anyone or anything but herself.
...and maybe Uraraka.
And maybe she wants to try having a go at being a normal couple with her. Maybe she really does. If she changes her mind later on, it's still not a lie right now.
And besides, it's her fastest way out of here. She's been abandoned by the league; no one ever came here to bail her out. No word, no messages, nothing.
There's worse things than running away with Uraraka.
She's gonna tell her tomorrow for sure.
--
"You're finally here. I was getting tired!"
"Sorry, my new job and all, you know..."
"I decided I won't kill you. I kinda still love you!"
"Really?"
"Yes! I want to flee together."
"Alright! Just give me a few days to prepare!"
"Sure, just hurry up."
--
It's in April that Uraraka has everything needed for a quick escape ready. A car, costumes for both of them and the key to Toga's cell.
She's really gonna do this.
It's past the visiting hours, but she's crafty. She's playing a police staff and gets entry late at night. She's here for an inmate she says and blesses Shinsou for the voice training they did together at high school. She has at least three different pitches of voice that sound completely different.
It's perfect. No one has the slightest clue it's her. They just let her stalk around as she pleases, not paying much mind. She trails around the prison, pretending to look for a file before going to question someone.
It'd be to suspicious otherwise. Probably. What does she know? She isn't used to these things.
She's a hero, even if she's mad as heck now.
Once she deems it okay, she leaves to stroll to Toga's cell. A familiar path that calms her nerves a bit. She's almost shaking with adrenaline by now. There's so many things that could go wrong doing this. So many risks she's taking right now.
She's not turning back now. Hardheadedness is one of her good qualities; she doesn't give up and sees things through to the end.
And albeit facing one of the scariest missions of her lifetime, she won't change her mind now.
She's still Uraraka Ochako.
She will prevail no matter what.
"I'm here to question you." Uraraka knocks at the glass to Toga's cell upon arriving. Her hand is shaking.
Toga instantly catches up with everything going on.
"No way, officer. I wanna sleep." She sticks her tongue out and leans forward with her hands on her hips. "Unless you open that door and escort me out I won't talk."
Uraraka has to almost laugh.
At night, the guards turn off the volume on the surveillance cameras. What they don't know she knows is that she actually figured out all the cameras' locations. There's few blind spots, but using them to her advantage is key here.
She adjusts her uniform. "Two steps forth and a half to the right, there's a big blind spot. It goes almost all way to the door."
Toga moves there with the grace of a cat, there's a wild shine in her eyes, Uraraka has missed so much.
"Alright, which spot is blind outside?" She asks and Uraraka stands in the spot she's figured out blind.
"Here." She says. It's three steps from the door. Once they're out here, she can dress up Toga as a prison guard and they'll be out of this place.
At least she figures it'll work out that way.
"I got prison guard clothes for you." She pats her bag. "I hope that suffices."
Toga laughs. It sounds like music to Uraraka's ears.
"You're so dumb, it's cute. Okay, alright." Toga grins, revealing her sharp corner teeth. "Move as fast as you can when you unlock the door and get back into the blindie."
She nods, takes a deep breath and skillfully does exactly as told. She's back in place what feels like a split second later. Thank god she's still good at moving fast and swiftly.
Thank god for the hero training.
Toga's out, shut the door and stands right beside Uraraka just as quickly. She licks her lips and wickedness oozes off her.
Uraraka wouldn't have it any other way.
"You're seriously stupid." Toga rips open her bag and pulls over whatever she can find. The black haired wig and the prison guard uniform. Two buttons undone from the top of the chemise. One side of the black hair brushed behind her ear. The jacket tied around her middle.
She's unrecognizable.
"Let's go." Toga strides out of the spot and full of confidence walks up the aisle. "And be quick, they'll figure us out very soon."
"Right, I've got a car ready--" Uraraka says and Toga interrupts her again.
"No, no honey. Way too flashy. Here's what we do. I get some of your blood. We drop the costumes in some dumpster and go about life for a few days." She grabs Uraraka's wrist. "I make leeway while you go about life your own way."
Her blood isn't gonna last that long, though. Once they're past the tired secretary and have pretend to have left to go for a smoke, she tells her that.
"You're so narrow minded. Of course I'll change into different people. I'm the best at laying low." Toga rips off her clothes and only keeps underwear on. What. What?!
Oh yeah, she should get more casual as well. Yeah. She pulls the unfiorm jacket off and keeps the pants on. They're not too suspicious right?
Toga rolls her eyes but doesn't comment. She instead pulls on Uraraka's arm and sinks her teeth into her upper arm.
It's hard to keep a scream down. Hurts! It hurts! It burns and stings even after Toga lets go and backs off.
She licks her lips and hums in satisfaction. "You still taste as good as ever!"
Uraraka watches her lick her lips clean and covers her fresh wound with one hand. She feels weak in the knees seeing Toga lick her blood off her lips.
And then she turns, shifts into a perfect copy of Uraraka.
"I'm outta here." She sing songs and blows Uraraka a kiss, already on her way. "I'll be going west! Find me if you can!"
Uraraka is left completely stunned. What did she expect though? She released a criminal. A villain. A person who's always given her a hard time in life.
It's a feeling beyond comparison. Toga is out there again and the chase is on.
Uraraka feels alive. She wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Time to get rid of these clothes now...
--
Once a villain, always a villain. Toga heartily agrees with that; she enjoys freedom way much. She pick pockets and scams people. She has definitely grown a bit soft, but she won't ever lead a clean, honest life.
It's not made for her.
She's a wanted person right now. But heck if they'll ever find her. She's someone new twice a day and manages to go under the radar just fine. She's almost all the way west by the end of April. She's appeared on cameras here and there, providing hints at her identity or location only Uraraka would understand.
It's nice by the coast. There's ferries going to foreign countries she could smuggle onto. If Uraraka's serious, she'll be here in a day or two and board with her. She's naive to a fault but she's not dumb. She can definitely find her.
Toga kinda wants to be found. She's missing that girl like crazy even as she's bronzing someone else's skin in the sun on a hidden part of a beach.
She wants Uraraka by her side and to leave Japan in a cloud of dust.
There's nothing of importance left here.
Ah, she's running out of blood...
Oh well. She has her reserves. She pulls out a patch of blood disguised as orange juice. She drinks it up; taste bland all lukewarm like this. But she morphs into a woman with freckles and red hair. She's safe for a few more hours. The taste is completely irrelevant.
"Nice spot for a vacation, eh?"
She slowly looks towards the rocks encircling her private spot of the beach. That voice is familiar in a disgusting way. Actually, she loathes...
She hates Hawks more than anything yet here they are. Standing on some rock and spreading their wings out all the way.
Haven't they disappeared from the scene? Aren't they supposed to be dead or something? No one's seen them for more than a year is what she's gathered so far.
Why are they here? Should she even try to act like a clueless civilian here? Would they buy that?
"I'm not here to play hero and take you back or anything. Just wanted to say hi." They grin their lazy grin. She hates it.
"Cut the crap." She hisses and stands up to face them. This ain't a battle she can win. If they're bluffing to make her let her guard down...
"No, really." They hop off the rock and land in front of her. "Being a hero got really boring so I retired."
They chuckle as if there's nothing funnier than their own words. She's about had it.
Thank god she got back some trusty knives. She also regained flawless accuracy and speed. She's gonna cut that birdass into tiny little pieces for making it so hard to live in today's world all over again--
Her knife almost hits their throat. Almost. She was fast, they didn't move one bit, but...
Someone interfered, held her back. Warm skin and staples. She can't hold in a gasp for she didn't hear anyone approach. And that person... that, that man...
Is that really Dabi? Wasn't he supposed to sit off time in prison as well?
He's free though. It's definitely him, holding her wrist tight and preventing her from killing Hawks.
Why? How? What?
"Guess you found her." He says and Hawks shrugs at him. They seem completely unfazed. "Don't run off like that, though."
"It's the ocean, I couldn't help myself." They grin happily and step out of her immediate range. They approach the water in lazy steps.
"Dabi, what the fuck?" She rubs her wrist once he lets go. He looks different, older. Calmer and more well rounded. His hair is longer, too...
"Don't lay a finger on them." He warns, dead serious.
Okay, is it gonna snow tomorrow or are aliens on their way too earth? What the hell is going on here? Why is he protecting Hawks of all people?
The one who busted and gave the league so much trouble?
"What?" She asks all unintelligible.
"If you kill them, I kill you. Hurt them and I'll put you back to prison." He explains as if reading rules of behaviour to her. She frowns.
"That's sad." She says and plays with the idea to ambush Hawks anyway. She's no match for Dabi, but she's fast. She might be able to...
"Is it sad?" Dabi muses and pokes her forehead. "Maybe. But life goes on, Japan has changed a lot and it's not all for the worst. I have had my revenge thanks to this dumbass. They got me out of prison. High time to let go of grudges."
She raises an eyebrow and dismisses the idea of attacking the hero she so hates. They have taken off their shoes to play amongst the waves. Really, a dumbass.
"Not sure the dumbass isn't you." Toga crosses her arms.
"Are you sure it isn't you?" Dabi shrugs and gives Hawks this almost fond gaze. Gross. Disgusting. "There's no way to change things again any more. The country has been reformed a bit anyway. I don't hate it and... the mature thing is to go along with everything and let the past be the past."
Dabi pokes her forehead once more and joins Hawks beside the waves. She looks on as they start exchanging affections; they join hands, stand close and mutter to each other. Hawks laughs and Dabi snorts.
It's a sight to see. She sits back down on the towel she brought. This is too ridiculous to ever believe.
She must be dreaming.
They kiss in front of her without an ounce of shame. She wants to throw up honestly. What a defilement.
"Hey, by the way. Your girl is on her way!" Hawks waves at her from the shore and she immediately turns her head around to check. No sign of Uraraka.
"She's too much a hero to understand every message you left for her." Dabi puts an arm around Hawks' shoulders and they snuggle to his side. "We noticed, so we helped her out."
Oh, is that why they're here? She doesn't know whether or not to believe their story. Heck knows, with how Dabi's acting he could've turned sides and become a hero. Working undercover with Hawks to try and get her arrested again... maybe Uraraka's already in prison as well?
But she's not.
She literally drops from the sky and lands gracefully on her feet. Right next to her. Toga is impressed. Uraraka takes a moment to figure out that the woman in front of her is actually Toga, but once she does...
She lets herself sink into the sand and grins from ear to ear. "You really were here!"
Toga shifts her entire attention to her. She can't believe how much she's longed for that moment. How much she's missed Uraraka.
The entire world must be going mad because she's so in love.
She tackles Uraraka into the sand and just lays on top of her. She doesn't talk, doesn't move.
It feels nice like this. She's tired.
--
It's a situation that's way too much for her. After finding hints to Toga's location in live news here and there, Uraraka has started chasing her. She's had troubles following; she didn't always catch the clues left to her. She didn't always know who was Toga and who wasn't. She didn't always have time to see the news while travelling to keep up.
It was so hard, until she almost had a heart attack on a train to the south west of Japan. Because one moment she was in her compartment, alone, the next Dabi - missing SS rank criminal Dabi - sat beside her with a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Yo." He'd casually greeted from underneath his hoodie and honestly, that was probably the single most scary moment of her entire life. She'd prepared for a fight she probably would have lost. Her life flashed before her eyes.
But he never did anything but drink his hot beverage next to her. He didn't talk, didn't move much. It only turned chatty once Hawks also showed up. She almost fell off her seat then.
What happened next was her newfound companions bickering and hugging next to her. She got ignored for at least ten minutes straight. By then they'd started kissing and being sweet.
Hawks had disappeared ages ago. Dabi was never found; the one they arrested was a fake. The two of them... to think they were together?
In more than one sense too.
They explained why they were here; that they wanted to help. That she was not really good at this tracking down Toga thing. She didn't know what to make of the whole situation so she just accepted.
She got their company for half of April. Travelling with the two of them sure was an experience she won't ever forget. They acted all sweet and mundane in ways she couldn't have ever imagined. They sat in front of a phone, watching any recent news report three times a day. They had harsh discussions about things that could possibly be a hint. They strayed from each other to search towns and villages, but always came back together. They talked in hushed voices on night trains when they thought her asleep.
They... she doesn't know their story, but she caught few rare moments of either of them looking incredibly exhausted of everything. Like the sky had collapsed on them or something.
Those were always intimate and quiet moments. Most of the time she'd stepped away to give them privacy as they comforted one another.
They certainly have had tiring lives and it definitely shows in the ways Hawks looks lifeless at times; or in the way Dabi leans his head against the train's window at night, staring at something only visible to him out there.
They're both not okay but they got each other. They have someone who catches them should they trip and threaten to fall.
Uraraka almost feels jealous. They used to hate and fight each other. They were hero and villain. Now they're lovers and the past is the past.
That's also what she strives to have. Toga...
Toga, the one she likes, the one lying on the beach in front of her. She gently floats herself down and sinks into the sand next to Toga. Not long and she's on her back, oddly discontent that Toga is in someone else's body for this.
She wants to see and feel Toga. She's finally here; two unpredicted companions have led her here to this port town... to Toga...
To a life happier than her previous one.
"Ochako." Toga murmurs. "Ochako, Ochako. Let's run."
"Yes. Yes!" Uraraka replies, almost in a daze. She can't help smiling. "Goodbye to Japan."
"Hell yeah." Toga gets off Uraraka in a rush. She looks excited like she used to whenever she had Uraraka pinned down and injured below her. It's so odd to see that expression on a stranger's face.
And to not be on the verge of being killed seeing it.
"Where to, lovely?" She asks with a carefree smile. This is it. Soon they'll be free.
"Korea." Toga decides. She turns to the harbour's general direction. "The ship for it leaves in a bit."
"Then, we hurry?" Uraraka offers her hand.
"Yeah." Toga disregards her hand and runs past. "If you can keep up that is!"
Life hasn't felt this rich in happiness for a long while. The thrill of being in love and escaping from the entirety of Japan's heroes with an ex villain by her side is worth every second to her. She's never felt more alive.
She can't wait to see where life will take her.