Rin could hardly even see through her own tears, but when she felt herself suddenly let go of Freja she couldn't have been more relieved. She wanted nothing more than to run away with Freja right then, but she couldn't. There was no way either of them could run away so long as they were being puppeted around like this. There had to be something they could do, right? Some way to undo this horrible nightmare of a Quirk? At any moment he could decided to make them fight again and Rin was thinking harder than she ever had before in her life.

Only for her thoughts to derail at Freja's attempt at bargaining, the brunette glancing between the two with big wide eyes in surprise. Normally she'd be flailing her hands around in warding gestures in front of her, stammering and rambling, but... well she still couldn't move herself, and maybe Freja had a plan? The following fakeout attack actually gave her a lot of hope, that Freja would break out some kind of fire attack... but the lunge that followed was just as good with that big smack upside the head!

"Y... Yeah! Get him!" Rin cheered - she was still scared, still terrified, but seeing this stalker guy get smacked like that was immensely cathartic. But then Freja got tapped on the forehead again, and Rin's hopes sank right with it... but not entirely. How had Freja gotten free? Had she done anything special, said anything special? Or was it just... time? Could it be that simple?

It was, and the first thing that confirmed it for Rin as her propeller started to fall apart was the trembling in her hands and the sudden feeling of weakness in her legs. She tried her best to keep standing straight though, to not move too much in the hopes that she wouldn't give it away before she could think of... something. He was talking to Freja now, focused on Freja and making sure she was fully back under his control. Rin took one one step, then another, hoping he wouldn't notice or that having her approach Freja and him again was something he was trying to make her do right now.

Rin could be fast when she wanted to be, but usually performance anxiety got in her way. With her heart pounding in her chest and their lives on the line, she was falling into a fight or flight moment and right now was a rare instance where in order to flee she had to fight.

"Wait, I didn't-" The stalker looked over at Rin just as she got close enough, a split second of realization coming across his face. He tried to make Freja intercept, but the terrified brunette punched him right in the throat. She wasn't the strongest, but a hit like that out of nowhere hurt a lot and more importantly it made him choke and bring his hands to his throat as he temporarily found himself unable to breathe. Rin didn't give him much time to recover, desperately bringing one foot up to deliver a kick into his stomach - hoping to make breathing harder for him for a little bit longer.

His Quirk must have required focus too, because as he folded over to clutch at his stomach the fresh propeller on Freja's head melted away again.

Rin honestly hadn't expected the girl to agree with her, and then the follow up about it being for a good reason made her pause to think. That was probably true, that it had to be like that to prepare people or something, right? She got snapped out of her thoughts soon after though, hastily nodding and replying: "Oh, no, or I mean yeah sure! I don't mind at all, that is."

She winced internally at how much she fumbled that, and when the girl sat down and faced her Rin tried to do the same - but couldn't quite bring herself to make actual eye contact still. Settling on looking at one of the other girl's shoulders, the other girl pretty much hit the nail on the head. With a bit of hesitation she gave a nod, and she was about to turn the offer down out of not wanting to trouble her or anything when she introduced herself. Pretty much by reflex Rin did the same.

"Ah, hello Jun-san! Er... Jun-senpai?" She wasn't sure, but the way she talked gave her the impression Jun was in at least second or third year or something. "I'm Rin. Uhm, Rin Gotoh. And... I wouldn't turn down any advice!" A thougth came to mind and she hastily added: "But I don't want to just talk about me either or anything, I'm sure you have your own things going on and everything, right?"

"Ohh... you know, just... working late!" Rin laughed awkwardly, giving the vaguest response she could think of. Somehow the last thing she wanted was for the woman to realize she wasn't who she thought she was. It felt like that would be a whole awkward, painful situation on its own. Besides, this woman was at least trying to be friendly even if she had no sense of personal space and was really loud and putting a lot of pressure on Rin that was stressing her out more and more by the moment... but at least she wasn't violent or anything.

Right?

She ended up startled out of her thoughts when the drunk girl stumbled into a plant, reaching out too slow to really help her or anything - not unless the drunk girl happened to grab onto her herself, anyways - with little more than a worried: "Ah..." Glancing around afterwards, when the woman pointed out how empty it was this late at night, Rin gave a polite if strained smile and nodded. "Yeah... I guess they did!" The flying antics actually were so silly that Rin had to supress a giggle. The woman was drunk, she didn't know what she was doing and it wouldn't be right to laugh at her! Still, it was funny to see.

Once she got the burger king open and escorted the woman inside, Rin glanced around in a paranoid way before setting to work. Getting some lights on first, then scurying into the back briefly to fuss with some things, she peeked her head back out while giving "Ahhs" and "Oh, I see!" in response to the things the woman was saying. After a bit though she came back out entirely, wringing her hands together a little out of nerves. "It might take a minute to heat everything up but... I can take your order now!"

There was a slight delay between hearing a voice she didn't recognize speaking up and actually realizing it was directed at her. When she did, Rin's eyes shot open and she sat straight up on the bench. Before saying anything at all she glanced around quickly first to the left and then to the right, hoping that maybe there was someone else around that was actually being addressed.

Nope, it was just her on the bench and a girl in a baseball cap looking right at her.

Rin glanced up at the other girl's face just briefly, dropping her gaze down to her feet before anything but the very briefest of eye contact could be made. Her face went a bit paler than usual, anxiety already building up over how awkward this situation was about to be. "I..." She started and stalled out almost immediately, not sure what to actually say. Taking a deep breath, Rin forced a small smile on her face as she stood up with her bag still tightly clutched in her arms. "I'm okay! Just... dozed off, I guess! The courses here are really... exhausting, aren't they?"

After she'd said it she flinched internally. She was lying, it was obvious she was lying, and even if the other girl didn't notice she was lying... she had to sound pathetic, saying that she found the courses that everyone here went through just fine to be exhausting.

Sitting on one of the many, many benches around campus Rin was having a bit of a difficult moment. The brunette had her bag in her lap and arms lightly wrapped around it, chin propped up on the top and eyes closed. She had her headphones on, and her music playing just quietly enough that nobody - unless maybe they had super hearing - could hear it. There wasn't anything particularly wrong at the moment, and at a casual glance she probably looked pretty relaxed or like she might have even fallen asleep.

She wasn't relaxed at all, though, and the more observant might notice how tense she was or the way she was scrunched in on herself or the slight tremble to her hands.

Rin had been scurrying across campus as part of her day to day, something she still was having a hard time wrapping her head around, when the weight of everything just kind of hit her all at once. Training was hard, studying was hard, the expectations everyone had was hard, the dangers of actually being a hero was hard. How did her brother do this? How had he made it through a hero university, and how was he managing to be a hero now? It seemed like the answer to that was pretty obvious - Rin herself was the problem. She couldn't do anything and she knew it, and now here she was sitting on a bench doing her best to tune everything out before her anxiety got the best of her. Especially her thoughts.

Rin made incoherent shrieking noises as the mannequin got ready to pummel her, shaking her head from side to side but too afraid to even think of how to get the thing off of her or properly defend herself. She hadn't been able to get Freja free and now she was going to get beat up and Freja was probably going to get beat up too and maybe even worse would happen and - the kick from Freja sent the mannequin tumbling off of her, and Rin watched with blurry eyes as Freja went to town on the mannequin. Sniffling, Rin gave a nod at Freja - they had to pull together and fight their way out if they wanted to be safe! Struggling to get her breathing steady, Rin got to her feet and Freja charged forward.

"Ah, wai-" Rin was going to say 'wait for me' but then the guy just tapped Freja on the forehead and Freja locked up on the spot and Rin felt what little resolve she had mustered up drain away again as Freja screamed and the whirring noise started up again. It was like a sinkhole had opened up in her stomach, and when Freja turned to attack her while apologizing... Rin's chest felt so tight that she could hardly breathe. Backing away from Freja, Rin scurried out of the way of that first strike and rambled desperately. "S-stop, you can... fight it off or something!"

Rin actually had no idea if that was even true, but she heard things like that in stories? Freja was a lot stronger than she was, so this had to be like the heroic moment where things seemed bad but then turned around, right?

"That kind of thing is not going to work here, Rin!" The stalker called over, using her name so casually and sending a wave of discomfort over the already terrified girl. "Use your Quirk to fight, like a hero would!"

Hesitating as the controlled Freja got ready for another strike, binging her hands up for just a moment it looked like Rin really was going to try to fight back. But then she didn't, breaking down into more tears as she scrambled away from that attack too and fled towards a corner - she didn't want to hurt Freja! Freja hadn't done anything wrong, and if anything was the one who had actually tried to fight! If Rin had been... not Rin, she probably could have rescued Freja properly and wouldn't have needed saved from the mannequin and then they could have run away! Or she would have been faster to get on her feet and ready to back Freja up and then Freja wouldn't have gotten controlled like this!