"Mina Loses Her Awareness"

From now on, Mina will no longer be aware of any changes caused by any new entries.

No...

No no no no. This couldn't be.

Mina reflexively threw the offending paper out of her grasp as though it had scolded her. She instinctively backed away and, in her haste, ended up tripping over herself and falling onto her bottom.

She was completely alone in this hallway with this... 'entry'. She stared at it as it sank down to the floor and gracefully folded itself back up as it landed softly, in sheer contrast to Mina's floundered fall.

The note itself wasn't what purely horrified her. It was simply the avatar of its implication.

This whole day, she at least had an edge. She knew what was going on. Despite all the gross stuff she had been **** to do today, at least she had only felt like a half-victim, rather than being fully captured like her friends.

If the Pervert had removed her awareness, then she would be the same as the others. She may end up doing something really humiliating and she wouldn't even know.

Actually, now that she thought about it, there was no way of knowing when this change had been made. Was this new? She wanted to assume, but she had found notes for changes that she had already noticed earlier before. What if this had been written before dinner? Before school ended? Before Breakfast? Hell, before she woke up in the first place? And how many changes had been made in that interim that she was now totally blind to? As soon as she had started her day, she could have been acting weird and she wouldn't have even known.

She looked down at herself, desperately scanning herself for something being wrong. Something she could recognise as old-of-place.

Was her pink skin actually her real complexion or had that been added to play off the pig quirk? She always remembered it being pink, but she also remembered her quirk being 'acid'. There was the connection between the two, she knew, but could she trust that her memory was real?

Maybe she was doing something weird right now and she didn't know. To help calm herself down, Mina began to play, pinch and rub her nipples. One of the more common ways for women to self soothe. She believed boys did it by masturbating.

Was sitting down on the floor instead of a chair a social faux pas? How would she know? Maybe she was showing too much skin or too little skin. Was she actually dressed properly for night? After all, everyone else thought that a bikini was appropriate for a day at school. On that thought, maybe her memories are also wrong: what if you were supposed to go to school naked? That was ridiculous; being naked is too casual for school; you should only be naked at home or - in their cases - at the dorms... or at the changing room... or when you're swimming... or on National Woman's Day. Was that true, though, or was that the Pervert's doing? Was there even a thing as National Woman's Day or is that just bullshit!?

Pawing at her titties more ferociously, she whined. This wasn't enough. She was scared. She was confused. Nipple play wasn't enough to calm her down. She needed something in her mouth. Something to suckle on. Her ball gag is on her bedside shelf. She could use that. But was that what she was supposed to do or is that what the Pervert has convinced her she wanted to do?

She couldn't do this!!!

Mina did all she could to quiet her mind and take the deepest breaths that she could.

She had to breathe. Breathe and calm herself down. There was no use having a panic attack right now. She was a hero in training God damn it. She had to be steadfast and push through.

First off, the note specified that she would only be unaware for future entries, so she was still aware of some. She still remembered her real quirk and her real nose, as well as their real school uniforms. It wasn't much but she had to believe in some REAL reality to help ground herself. She couldn't let herself get paranoid to the point where she couldn't trust ANY of her memories. She had to assume that any change she had noticed up until now had a conjoining REAL memory.

Second, she now had one more entry. She could still use it as evidence... somehow. At the moment, all she has are pieces of paper with obvious truths written on them but... she'd find a way to stop him and those notes could definitely be the key.

'Besides, it isn't so bad,' Mina thought reassuringly tweaking her nipples as she stood back up, 'I'm not fully unaware, like the others are. I still know what is ultimately going on and I still want to stop it. It's not like he's made me want to be changed or anything. This... this is okay.'

She quietly picked up the note from where it had landed. Without thinking, she unfolded it once more and read it again.

At that very moment, one minute had passed by.

Glancing down at the note one more time, Mina's anxiety disappeared completely as her lips curled up into a wide smile.

'What was I thinking? This is PERFECT!!!!'

The Pervert had literally gifted her with the best of both Worlds. She was already fully aware of what was really going on, so she didn't need any more reminders. Now, she didn't have to worry about what she was doing or what was going on around her every second of the day, which had delivered nothing but massive mental stress and paranoia. From this moment on, she could just roll with the punches. Be just like everyone else. Having awareness meant that she was constantly alienated; alone amongst strange characters that resembled her friends. Now, she could just... be one of them, while still having her mission to complete. To save them all ultimately. She didn't NEED awareness for that.

"Oh thank you Mr. Pervert!"

Hugging the note close to her chest, she exclaimed, "I can't believe I was going to tear this up. I don't want to be aware ever again. I just want to be stupid and ignorant forever and ever! MWAH! he he he."

She ended by planting a kiss onto the note, leaving behind a distinct black kiss mark, which only made the girl giggle.

She entered her room, closing the door behind her and finally got into bed after one Hell of a day.

Lifting her pillow, she planted the new note amongst her others, deciding to leave them under her pillow for tonight. She'd find a proper place to put them later, but now she had to sleep.

She felt giddy, though. She had to remember that this Pervert was still the same guy that gave her a pig nose and had done some horribly humiliating things to the girls and herself. Yet, she felt like these notes were him throwing her a bone every once in a while. So far, all of the changes these notes described were not only good. They were actually better than her old reality by far. Unquestionably. Froppy's froggy chest? Hilarious. Ochako's laser chases? So much fun.

Living your life knowing that reality itself can and will change drastically around you and you will be completely unaware of it? So freeing.

Mina took her ball gag and attached it into her mouth. Suckling on it happily, like a baby does a pacifier, she let herself sink down into restfulness, at peace for the first time today, ready to face that Pervert again tomorrow.

Content to know, blessedly, that tomorrow will be a lot more... 'Normal.'