Spilling emotions after dark

The two settle in next to eachother, Hagakure puts a hand over Uraraka's shoulder as she listens to the sobbing girl. "-And then he-he bit me!"

"Bit you?!" Hagakure gasps. "What do you mean he bit you?"

"Like on the neck, it hurt so bad, it burned. I don't know why or how, it just hurt so much!" Her sentence is shaky and she leans her head into Hagakure for comfort. "I don't know why, but something happened to him, he's not himself."

"He bit you..." Hagakure is still processing the accusation. She can't imagine someone in their right mind doing that. "Let me see the mark."

"I-I can't, it's gone..."

"Gone? shouldn't there be something? You said it hurt really bad."

"I know! I feel like I'm going crazy! After he bit me, I passed out and when I woke up, the mark was gone."

Uraraka's story is growing more outlandish, but it's obvious to Hagakure that she's telling the truth. "Okay okay, I believe you... Did you talk to him after that?"

Uraraka puts her head up. "No of course not, no way am I going near him again!"

The sun outside moves ever so slowly over the horizon. The very top of the bright disc slowly slips out of view, bringing about nightfall. While some light still adorns the sky, it is negligible. As Uraraka speaks, she lightly reaches for her stomach, then up to her neck. A strange feeling starts to wash over her as those two locations begin to feel warm.

"He's sick! And twisted!" She continues to cry, her angry tears dripping off her face. She doesn't notice as the warmth spreads within her, until it reaches her very core where it starts its work. Driven by the night, the corruption inside her can finally take root.

Hagakure puts her hand on Uraraka's head and leans in close. "I'm sorry that happened to you, I know how much he means to you. Just remember, you don't need him. If you feel like he's bad news don't be afraid to just avoid him." She tries to give the sobbing girl advice, unsure of what else to say given the circumstances.

Uraraka listens, her mind races with thoughts of the earlier encounter, unaware of what's happening within. Her body starts to show signs of corruption as her breasts begin to grow ever so slightly. She takes a deep breath and pulls at her collar, trying to cool down. "H-Hey, is it hot in here?"

Hagakure takes a moment to think about it. "No, not really, why?"

Uraraka's nails itch, they grow darker and tougher, as the skin around them and on the rest of her body pales. She continues to cry, but doesn't say more as she just accepts the embrace of Hagakure.

She blinks as her vision grows fuzzy, before suddenly having everything around her pop and grow more vibrant. The dimly lit common area doesn't seem so dim anymore...

Her breasts continue to grow as they strain the fabric of her school uniform. She takes another deep breath before unraveling her tie and undoing the top button of her shirt. Her panting mouth now adorned with small fangs, which gives her a similar look to her attacker.

Finally her darkened hair grows more ruffled, and the mental changes caused from losing your soul are implanted in her head. She doesn't realize it, but at the set of nightfall, the corruption within her has molded her into a being much like that of Midoriya.

"Oh shit..." She says uncharacteristically, out of breath. "I'm sorry for crying to you about all of this. It just scared me so much..."

Hagakure hugs Uraraka tighter. "Don't apologize for being scared, if that happened to me I'd be scared too. Here, I know the perfect thing to help take your mind off things."