Mitsuko meekly wondered onto U.A. campus, her large tail dragging behind her slightly as she glanced around, hoping to find one of her friends.

Once her doe red hues landed on Shota's familiar messy black hair, she beamed and started towards him.

"Sho-" fire shot passed her face, cutting her off instantly. She looked at the culprit like a deer caught in headlights. Her dragon ears flattened back and her tail tucked between her legs. "T-Todor-roki k-kun." she stuttered furiously, shying away from the redhead.

He 'tched' and grabbed her thin wrist, "Come with me." he demanded, dragging her away without waiting for a response.

She silently thanked her quirk for heat resistance, despite that little perk, she was still shaking like a leaf in a hurricane.

"Oi, Enji!" an unusually loud voice called, Mitsuko nearly relaxed as she and Enji both turned to the source. Shota stood with Toshinori, Yamada, and Nemuri flanking either side of him. The four of them glared at Enji, who glared right back, tightening his grip on Mitsuko's wrist.

"Let her go, Todoroki." Toshinori ordered, the redhead 'tched' once again, "Mind your own business, quirkless."

"Considering she's our friend, it is our business." Nemuri retorted sharply, Enji glowered at them, fire flared around him, scorching his and Mitsuko's clothing, mostly his own.

However as soon as they appeared, they fizzled out.

Mitsuko's crimson hues landed on Shota, who's hair was floating wildly, eyes glowing red. This only infuriated Enji more. Another student attacks the ravenet from behind, cutting off his focus which gave Enji his quirk back.

The ginger instantly reacted, lunging at the ravenet also. Toshinori, Yamada, and Nemuri joined in to help, which only resulted in more students participating in the fight.

"Akatsuki-chan, what's going on?" Recovery Girl questioned gently, rushing over with Gran Torino and other U.A. teachers.

"T-Todoroki-kun w-was d-dragging m-me somewh-where a-and.. my.. f-friends stopped him, but h-he didn't like th-that a-and i-it escalated really quickly.." she stuttered profusely, trembling violently like a kitten that was just brought in from a rain storm.

"I see.. can you stop them for me, little one?"

"Chiyo, you can't ju-" the nurse raised a hand, cutting off one of the other teachers, "S-sure." Mitsuko squeaked timidly, her crimson eyes flashed emerald green as vines shot up from the ground.

Each student involved was wrapped up tightly, but not too tightly, by the vines, and carefully pried apart before they were set down.

Chiyo gently pat Mitsuko's head, "Good job, little one." she praised, smiling brightly at 4'8" tall student, who shyly smiled, her green hues fading back to red as the vines gently lowered the U.A. students that had been fighting.

The principal cleared his throat, "Now that everyone has calmed down, care to explain what caused all of this?"

"Todoroki was hurting, Mitsuko!" Yamada growled, his behavior a drastic change to his usual upbeat and bubbly self. "Tch.. I was just gonna talk to her." the ginger grumbled, scowling at the blond.

Mitsuko hid behind Chiyo as sparks shot between Mitsuko's friends, and Enji's group. "Yeah, dragging her around like a rag doll was definitely just you wanting to talk." Nemuri hissed back, "She looked completely willing and everything!"

The ginger gritted his teeth, his entire body exploding into flames, "Hey!" the principal snapped, "Calm down before I have Akatsuki-chan restrain you again."

Said student hid further behind Chiyo, the motherly-figure gently petting the girl's head in reassurance.

"Recovery girl, take Akatsuki-chan and those four into the school, we'll handle the others." the principal ordered, the nurse nodded, keeping a protective arm wrapped around the dragon girl as she motioned her daughter figure's new friends to follow.

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Once inside, Chiyo took the five students to her office, setting Mitsuko down on a bed before beginning to wrap up her badly sprung wrist.

"Mitsuko, do you know what Enji wanted with you?" Toshinori inquired, the aforementioned girl looked down, her silky white tresses curtaining her face as she watched Chiyo tend to her wound.

"I think he wanted to hurt me again." she whispered, her meek voice would've gone unheard if they hadn't been listening carefully.

"Is he the one that hurt you last week?" Nemuri spoke softly, tucking Mitsuko's hair behind her ears. The hybrid shook her head, "No.. b.. but his friends did.." her ears flattened while her wings wrapped around her small figure for comfort and her tail tucking between her legs instinctively.

Chiyo looked from Mitsuko, "Could you give us a moment? I'd like to speak with her in private."

"Of course." Shota nodded, he and Toshinori shoving the other two more eccentric teens out of the room, firmly shutting the door behind them.

Mitsuko tensely fidgeted with her tail, running her slender fingers over the smooth scales. "A.. am I in trouble?" she murmured, looking up at Chiyo with fear filled doe red eyes. The pro hero chuckled softly, despite the pang of sadness she felt at Mitsuko's vulnerable tone, tucking the dragon's long white tendrils behind her scaly ears.

"No, not at all, little one." she assured gently, smiling fondly at the teen, using the pads of her thumbs to wipe away Mitsuko's tears, "I just want you to make me a promise."

"A.. promise?"

"Yeah." Chiyo smiled warmly, "I want you to promise me that you'll defend yourself and everything you hold dear. You are like the daughter I've always wanted and seeing you hurt day in and day out is the most painful thing I've ever felt in my entire life.. so please.. stop letting others hurt you."

The other four teens shifted awkwardly as they eaves dropped, each of them tense as they waited for the hybrid's reply.

They'd only started getting to know her, and they already cared about the timid student deeply. They hated seeing Enji Todoroki man handle her like she was his property. They hated the multitude of scars that littered her small stature from head to toe. And they hated how scared she got whenever anyone got too close.

"I promise."