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[h3][color=b16edd]Reina Mori[/color][/h3]
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Reina thought she heard her name, getting distracted and missing a note. When she heard her name again, she recognized the voice, immediately tensing in her seated position as she let her phone drop onto her lunch box and quickly pulled out her earbuds. She sat up straighter, wearing the faintest blush, and glanced towards her left where Mamoru’s voice had come from.

Heart rate suddenly high from the adrenaline brought on from being noticed, Reina raised her hand timidly to wave, but stopped herself, staring quietly as her voice caught in her throat. Mamoru had bumped into another girl, and they were talking. Properly. Like two friends should. Like Reina would be unable to do.

The corners of the dark-haired girl’s lips curled up slightly as she sank back into the grass, still gazing at the two other girls in the distance. They seemed to hit it off very well—the sight made Reina feel genuinely happy for Mamoru. Reina would never really be a great friend. It was good that Mamoru was making a real friend—not that she seemed like a girl that would ever have trouble with that. There was no reason that wasn’t terribly selfish of Reina for her to intrude on the two. As if she even had the courage to be able to do so regardless. The girl dug her fingernails into her palms as she laughed quietly at herself.

Mamoru and the girl eventually headed off happily, Reina’s gaze lingering a moment longer. Finally, she glanced back down to the lunch box in front of her and the phone atop it, realizing that she had forgotten to pause her game, and had failed the song she had been playing. Two-hours-worth of in-game energy points wasted.

Somehow, that was what got her to drop her forced smile. Of course, she couldn’t blame anyone but herself, but her chest hurt all the same. Letting herself have hope and expectations was a mistake, as hard as it may have been to avoid. She had always been alone. There was no reason to let it effect her [i]more[/i] now.

Her quirk pulsed, temporarily running out of her control, and pushed her lunch box away and her phone off of it into the grass. She couldn’t help but let out a frustrated whimper, fighting back her emotions as  she zeroed out her quirk again and crawled forward to pick up her things, bringing it all back to the wall she had been leaning against. Bringing her knees to her chest, she put her earbuds back in, and rested a cheek on one of her knees. The girl stared at the results screen of her game, navigating the menu after a moment’s consideration to retry the song. The game was a good distraction. She was too tired and weak to deal with herself.