Asking For Help

The halls of UA are empty, having been hours since school has gotten out, Jiro nervously walks the corridors in search of someone that can help her. Her feet pattering on the hard floor, she constantly adjusts her uniform as it continues to ride up, revealing bits of her stomach and more leg than she'd like. "Ugh, come on!" She whines, growing increasingly frustrated. She grumbles as she turns a corner, slightly hunched over as to keep a grip on her skirt, making sure it stays low and covers her legs respectfully.

Staring down the empty hall, the punk girl has had enough, her worry for herself and her friends reaching a boiling point. She turns to the wall beside her and raises an earphone jack into the air, before launching it straight into the wall. It penetrates with ease, cracking the structure slightly. "Huh... I really didn't want to damage anything..." She sighs, before holding still and listening.

Her quirk in full effect, she can hear everything throughout the building. Immediately the faint sounds of footsteps catch her attention, multiple people are still here, spread out in the large structure, and in fact... She turns down the hall again, just in time to see Midnight turning the corner and coming her way. The sight of her helps with the anxiety, a wave of relief washing over her...

"Miss Midnight!" She calls out, waving a hand as she rips the earphone jack from the wall.

The X-rated Heroine sighs, tired from the long day she'd rather not have to deal with another student. But at least it's on her way out, and- is that one of the 1-A students? She continues forward, until she can confirm the identity of the student. "Jiro? Is that you dear?" She asks, suddenly a bit worried.

"Yes miss, I couldn't find Mr Aizawa and needed to talk to someone..." The punk girl feels a drop of sweat run down her cheek as the staff member finally closes the gap between them. "Something weird is happening in the dorms..."

Raising an eyebrow, Midnight puts a hand behind her head, scratching at her head. "Weird how?"

Jiro clears her throat, her eyes straight ahead rather than looking up at the teacher's eyes. The sight of Midnight's curvy figure on nearly full display strangely enticing. "They uh... Well... Everyone suddenly looks different?" She says, shrinking a bit as she raises her shoulders in uncertainty.

"Different? Like their faces, or clothes?"

"Both?" Jiro's face burns. "Like, their faces are all covered in makeup and... Katsumi has a tan... and me, look, something happened to me too!" She gestures to her body. "My chest, it's so swollen, it's making my uniform look too small, you can see my stomach!"

Midnight's eyes roam across the girl's body as she folds her arm. "Hmm... are you sure you aren't just a late bloomer? It's something perfectly natural to happen, even with girls your age~."

Jiro is left stunned at the comment, before her brow furrows. "Wha- Yes I'm sure! It's not just me Miss, I think it might be a quirk or something..." Her tone of voice suddenly defensive, she turns away slightly from the woman.

"Okay okay, I believe you... it is a bit odd that you seem to have some sudden swelling." Midnight thinks for a moment, looking back in the direction she came from. "How about this Jiro, Recovery Girl should still be in her office. Tell her I sent you to get checked out and tell her your symptoms. I'll go have a visit with your classmates."

Jiro calms down and nods. "Okay, just... be careful..." She says before the two split ways, walking past eachother and disappearing from the others' view.