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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... It wasn't often that Jun stopped moving, but this particular day she had slowed to a crawl. So much so that she was leaning on the corner of one of the hallways right after a class, staring off into space as she tried to think of what all needed to be done today...and failing to remember. Did she need to be at Ouros once she was done, or Phoenix? How much time did she have to train between then and now? Or would her body give out again and she'd end up sleeping in the middle of the training grounds? Oh no, would someone try to pick her up? Would she have another panic attack? The last one was still fresh in her mind, and just thinking about it made her sick... She was burning up. Burning out. Could she keep this up forever? She had to, didn't she? Wasn't that the point? If that was the case, why was she slowing down? Heroes weren't supposed to slow down, or give up... Kurokami Gen

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Out of all the horribly stressful topics bouncing through Jun’s mind, none could compare with the horrid reality she was about to endure. “Hey, Jun-chan~” A dose of playful sadism would try to bring the girl back. A voice so annoying, it could instantly get anyone's attention, or so its owner thought. A pair of curious brown eyes peeked out from behind her, accompanied by a smile that feigned equal parts innocence and ignorance. Of course, all of those features could only belong to one sorry excuse for a human being. [break][break]

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The girl didn’t even need to look at the source to picture the shit-eating grin, and for the first time in a while, he wasn’t faking it. After tearing the house down at the Management Department’s seminar, the most Hateful Man on Campus was on cloud nine. Everything with Ana was sailing smoothly, he had publicly humiliated his rival, and a new chance to traumatize the freshmen was looming on the horizon. Despite all that, he still seemed to find enough time in the day to make Jun’s day just that bit more miserable.[break][break]

An expert on the subject, Gen could smell weakness from a mile away, and the girl was just oozing it from every pore. The blank stares, the ongoing panic attacks, the… almost committing manslaughter on campus. If anything, she was somehow doing worse than him. “You look like shit today.” Of course, he wasn’t here out of concern or even pity, far from it. Misery was a great color on her, especially after all the shit she loved to say during their first-year as classmates. If there was ever a time to pile on the misery, it was right here and now. Hell, if he played his cards right, he could even get rid of her once and for all.[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun turned to look at him...or rather, through him. The usual sparks and fire that would occupy her eyes would be absent, only a hollowness within them that was uncharacteristic of her. "What do you want," she says in monotone, adjusting her bag as she starts to move away from him. It wasn't going to lose Gen, but she was in no mood to deal with his condescending attitude. She was tired and had things to do today. Important things. Things that didn't involve Kurokami Gen. Was his behavior as of late any less tolerable than before? probably not. She didn't appreciate the insults at the landings exercise, but then again she majorly screwed that up. Knocked someone else off stage, froze up, and didn't rehearse very well. That was a nightmare and a half. But it was all stuff she knew she wasn't going to do well in, anyways. Anything he said there wasn't anything new. The better question was, what did he want right now? Kurokami Gen

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She had shown the only appropriate response to seeing Kurokami Gen. A disgusted, combined with an immediate desire to get as far away from him as possible. He wasn’t surprised by the reaction, he was used to it at this point, especially from women. What was interesting was who it was coming from. Junsuina Kanjo was many things, a disgusting idealist, a gullible idiot, and a closet lesbian, but a mopey sad sack wasn’t one of them. Well, until today, of course. [break][break]

"Geez…" Gen’s feet were quick to keep pace with her, but their speed could not compare to that of his silvered tongue. “That time of the month already?” Of course, he was never going to use it for good.[break][break]

Before she could rightfully sock him in the face for that comment, the cantankerous little brat would already have switched sides, swiftly dancing from her left to her right. “Did you get rejected by some hot piece of ass?” Then back again, his figure would slide over to her other flank, trying to use her attempts to ignore him to his favor. “Or maybe…”[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Of course he was keeping pace with her...she couldn't get a moment's rest. And the period was of course in bad taste. A tinge of irritation started to pierce through the depression cloud, and she picked up her pace. "Go away," she says, trying her absolute best to ignore him. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him before, and the more he talked the more she just wanted to punch him. Of course, he had to go and hit the nail on the head. She stopped, looking at him as a plethora of emotions crossed her face: fear, anger, panic, disgust...remorse. Despite every piece of body language giving her away, she still felt the need to deny, to play dumb: "I have no idea what you're talking about," she says, speaking barely above a whisper. The memory of what transpired was still fresh in her mind, the way Momo laid there at an odd angle... Kurokami Gen

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Gen was obviously playing coy. He wasn’t the type of person who liked asking questions he didn’t know the answer to. That meant having to endure the slog of stupidity that was the campus’ rumor mill. Luckily for him, people are a lot likelier to tell you things when you pretend to be their friends. Still, knowing didn’t make Jun’s reaction any less of a treat. Watching a precious little Hero Student like her fumbling their way through was like crack to him. [break][break]

“Girl, you gotta’ work on your poker face.” Gen shook his head, a puff of air exiting from his nose from amusement. The cheek of Jun to try to lie to him of all people. She should’ve known better by now. “Still, I can’t blame you.” His hand moved to tap her on the shoulder, as if he were trying to connect with her in some way. “Hurting someone and then lying about it? That’s exactly what I would’ve done.” His head would crane downwards to look down on the 5 foot nothing girl, shooting the full might of his smugness straight at her. "I'm almost proud, Jun-chan~"[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Since the incident Jun was acutely aware of her body and everything that brushed across her skin. Gen's proximity was already sounding the alarm, but the moment his hand touched her shoulder she animated from her dreary state. Her whole body turned, bringing her hands up to shove him back with her entire weight going into the movement. Everything she was feeling, everything she was experiencing, summed up in three words: "DON'T TOUCH ME!" The amount of force she used, the intensity of it all, overwhelmed her for a moment. That was the problem. It wasn't her quirk, it wasn't her convictions. It was the baggage she was carrying around, and it was because she refused to let it go that people were getting hurt. It was her fault. It was always her fault. Looking up, seeing the damage that she had done, looking around and seeing all the people stare at her, only made the guilt that much worse. "I'm sorry," she whispered, staggering down the hall as she tried to stop her shaking hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She had to get out, to get away, away from prying eyes. Away from Gen and Ana and Kaida, from Suyo- Your fault. She had to leave. For good. Kurokami Gen

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Gen’s body offered no resistance to Jun’s outburst. She barely felt it, but it was there, real as anything she’d touched before. She’d gotten to him before he could any Quirks to turn intangible, teleport, or hide into the shadows. She was a Pro-Hero in Peak Physical form who put her body through hell on a daily basis, Gen was not. His skinny ass all but flew into the nearest set of lockers. His head bounced against the steel, left dangling above Jun’s grasp. It looked like she’d broken his damn neck, but before anyone could get their hopes up, they’d all see it for themselves. The little monster was alive and well. Still radiating arrogance.[break][break]

Unfortunately for the rest of the school, Jun just didn’t have it in her to finish the job. Just one good punch before he could use a Quirk and she would’ve shut him for a good week or two. Instead, she chose to wallow in her own angst, amidst a wave of apologies. Gen, for his part, was not in the mood to accept them. Right before she started walking away, he’d twist the knife into the wound with a mere whisper. “And you’re one of the good guys?” [break][break]

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The way Jun stormed off. It wasn’t what he had come to expect from the idiots at this school. There was no spite, no desire to get back at Gen for all that he’d said and done. Strangest of all, though, was just how fast things had escalated. He knew Jun could sometimes be a few sandwiches short of a picnic, but this was extreme, even for her. She was already apologizing before he even said any actually hurtful stuff. Was she-? No, there was no way…[break][break]

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“YES!” Outside earshot, Gen pumped his fist into the air as his free hand massaged the back of his head, which looked to be bleeding from the impact. He’d been hard at work in making this moment come true. “One down for the Sports Festival!” After many ethically dubious plans, targeted self-esteem attacks, and a non-stop stream of hating, he’d finally gotten the bright, brave and beautiful Junsuina Kanjo to quit. If it weren’t for his sense of balance failing him at every step, he’d start dancing in celebration. "LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO!" This was what he was waiting for. Oh my God, this is so good, he should tell Ana about it.

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“What the fuck is wrong with me?” Gen complained as he hopped from behind one line of lockers to the other. He made sure to keep his voice down so his tail wouldn’t hear him. Fingers crossed, she’d be still too caught up in all her teenage angst and heroic guilt to notice him. Still, he was running out of time. Only a few seconds left until she was out of the premises, and from there, who knows what happens? [break][break]

No matter what the girl was thinking about when she stormed outdoors, she’d eventually see it. Gen had made sure to put on a show for her and all the witnesses outside. The shadows converged around one spot under the school’s arches. Black Amoebas pooling into one mass, before rising out of the ground and taking the form of a person, or at least, something that passed off as one. “Leaving already, Jun-chan~?” As if they were haunting her for her sins, the same looks and sounds from before were here again, distorted beyond their human limit. With a snap of his fingers, the humanoid shadow turned to living color. And there he was again, Kurokami Gen, cutting off her path. “You really thought you’d get off that easy?”[break][break]

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun felt awful. Not because she threw Gen into lockers (though she did feel guilty due to the fact her principles were violated), but because everything she had been shoving down for the past five years of her life had finally come back to bite her. Namely, the island and the way it marred her psyche. She didn't know where she was going to go, but she needed solitude, a way to collect herself. At least, she was. The moment she took a step outside the blobs began to form, and panic truly began to set in. "I'm sorry," she muttered, staggering back as she felt the world beginning to close in on her. She needed out. She needed to get away. The way this was going, though, she was going to have to fight, which was the last thing she wanted. Despair was setting in, and with the only thing available to her were her piercings she had to let it out. Several loud cracks came from her as two citrine stones exploded, a fine orange mist beginning to blanket the front of the building. "I have to go..." The cloud would be disturbed for only a moment as Jun fled, the mist hanging around along with the persistent dread that it represented. Kurokami Gen

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[Kurokami Gen]

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If Gen thought he’d given Jun enough time to collect herself, then he was dead wrong. Still, he had to give it to her. People reacted in various different ways to his presence, mostly negative. Immediately smoke bombing the school entrance and storming off in screams was certainly a new one. At least this confirmed his suspicions about something being off about her.[break][break]

“Shit, what the fuck is she thinking?” From back inside the building, the curses were flying out of the real Gen’s lips. It was a good thing he’d sent out that dummy, or else he might’ve been caught up in whatever that explosion was. Still, if she wasn’t faking that outburst, then perhaps he could use this to his advantage. Right now, he’d rather have her smoking the place up than summoning hammers or cannons.[break][break]

He needed to change plans. If she was throwing this big a stink, then he couldn’t keep an eye out from afar. He couldn’t play this safe. If he actually wanted to do this, he needed to run in there and take a risk. At this point, he should’ve just let this go, but something, or maybe someone, made him think twice about it.[break][break]

Gen was out the door just seconds behind. The moment the cloud hit his face, he could feel it. It felt almost nostalgic… like meeting up with an old friend. A bit of a toxic one, but when you don’t have a lot of those to go around, you make due with what you have. The fragrance of failure. The wave of intrusive thoughts, the chill down the spine, the feeling that no matter what you do, everything is doomed. To think Jun could manage something like this. Out of all the emotions to use, she had to go for his specialty.[break][break]

Between the panicked screams and the countless students running around like headless chickens, it would’ve been hard for Gen to track. She should’ve been able to use the chaos to shake him off, but somehow, his evil would still find a way to reach her. Jun would have her roommate to thank or blame for that.[break][break]

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Suddenly, the smoke around the girl began to shift. First, the light orange cloud would begin to shift into a blood-red mist, and then, it would begin to speak. “A smoke bomb? You really thought that’d take care of me?” And of course, it carried that devil’s voice. “You’re against 580 Quirks and you thought this was gonna’ do it?“ The unpredictable waving patterns would begin to shift into a recognizable form, the face too punchable for her not to hit. Gen’s. “How adorable~”[break][break]

“But back to what I actually wanted to say before I was rudely interrupted.” The face kept pace with Jun throughout her escape, haunting her like a vengeful ghost. Although, if it was out for her blood, the specter was doing a really bad job. The only thing this apparition was trying to kill was Jun’s patience. “You smashed me into a locker, apologized and then ran away.“ The face would disappear into the cloud, before reappearing just a few feet in front of her. If she didn’t stop or push away, she would run into it. “What was that all about?!?”

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... She thought she lost him, had a reprieve, the ability to find solitude and to rest her weary mind. Except as parts of the cloud followed her, it began to morph and transform into a face that she really didn't want to see, to interact with. The questions, the mocking, all of it was testing her patience. Unfortunately, she couldn't summon up any other emotion to deal with him, which was probably for the better. The last thing she needed was using her quirk ad hoc like this. "All that power, and you just don't get it," she says, bursting through the face as she made a hard pivot to find a better route of escape. "Leave me alone!" Jun owed no explanation to Gen, and she felt no desire to explain herself. He was just going to mock her, insult her, tell her she was weak, though that last one was unfortunately spot on. And so, she'd run. She figured she could make time, to divert to Ground Gamma, slip through the pipes and find a dark corner to sequester herself in. She wouldn't have to deal with him...with anyone else. Nothing. Maybe then she could confront the monster within... Kurokami Gen

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[Kurokami Gen]

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God, this was hopeless! Why even bother at this point? Nothing he did was gonna’ work now. Ugh, women, am I right? Why did he care if she quit? If anything, he’d be doing the world a favor here. Someone this unstable should never get their hands on a Hero License. If a certain someone asked, he could always say he gave it the old college try. Gen sighed, knowing that such a bald-faced lie wouldn’t end well for him. He had no choice but to give up on giving up. Besides, didn’t he hear? An elite-level student bought his stupid little con. Isn’t that a good enough reason to keep her around? Still, there was one big problem with that plan. [break][break]

Any second now, Pro Heroes would swoop down from their ivory towers, drop Jun’s like a sack of potatoes, and once she’d calmed down, they’d ruin everything, as they always do. They’d either kick her from the school or worse yet, they’d give her a big motivating pep talk that wouldn’t address the issue. She didn’t need band-aids, and honestly, all of that Plus Ultra bullshit was probably why things had gotten like this. If there was one thing you couldn’t trust Heroes on, it was actually solving problems. [break][break]

Thankfully, his target was cooperating, for once. In his experience, scared Heroes were a recipe for collateral damage, so Jun running away was a blessing in disguise. Still, with how strong some of those Teachers were, she wouldn’t last long on her own. If she wanted to seclude herself in that industrial maze, then she was going to need a hand to get there first.[break][break]

All of a sudden, the trail that pointed toward Ground Gamma would find itself joined by five others, camouflaging it among the ruckus. All over the cloud, the girl’s silhouette appeared behind her, just out of her sight. Countless hazy doubles, running in every direction, except the one she was heading to. His handiwork only added to the chaos his rival caused, but it’d buy the girl enough time to reach her destination, alone and undisturbed. It wasn’t infallible, but it ought to hold Lone Wolf and the rest of those hacks off for five, maybe ten minutes tops.[break][break]

He needed to make them count.[break][break]

On the way over, once the despair had cooled off, Gen had come to a creative solution. If nothing he said would ever reach her ears, then perhaps he ought to use someone else’s voice. [break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun ran. And ran. And ran. The extra figures in the field were registered, but instead of seeing other versions of herself she saw all the people that had sacrificed themselves for her sake. She thought back to the day where she and Farrin faced off against their pasts, and that fear and despair only seemed to drive her harder into her dead run. She blew past the gate, the smokescreen doing its best to keep up with her as she dove into the jungle, her shoes barely capable of gaining traction on the piping as she worked her way deeper and deeper, finally slipping and crashing into a wall. She crumpled up into the floor, crawling into the fetal position as her sobs came out as croaks throughout the space, two more gems breaking apart to coat the area in a fog so dense and so orange, it looked like something off of a Bollywood set. All she wanted was to disappear from the face of the planet; if Gen knew her shame, then it was likely everyone else would know it sooner rather than later. She couldn't go back out there, never again. Kurokami Gen

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No one would trail behind the real Jun. Not the teachers, not her peers, and surprisingly enough, not even Gen. In the dull grey solitude of that maze, she was left alone, with her thoughts, but not for long…

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AIMOTO MOMO

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“Whoa… this cloud is like, really scary.”

Momo had been walking along Ground Gamma for the last couple of hours. She wasn’t here to train, obviously, but one of her friends had probably invited her to help. She was probably vibing to some old tune before she realized she had no idea where she was. By the time she popped out her earbuds, she was knee-deep in this cloud, and let me tell you, that cloud had some vibes, man…

Her +1 must’ve gotten lost, too, but it wasn’t all bad, because off in the distance, she could see another friend leaned up against the wall. Even from here, she could see they weren’t doing so hot. Probably this funky cloud or something. They probably needed help, so she hopped, skipped, and jumped her way towards them, but as her luck would have it, who would be waiting for her but…

“Junsuina-san?”

The question popped out of her mouth with the same loveable energy of a naive, bubble-headed optimist who vomited sunshine with every word. Little did she know, her face was probably the last thing she wanted to see, well, apart from Gen of course, but he was probably just troubled or something, right?

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