My Hero Academia(with my own OC!)

For a minute, I just stayed silent, my mind taking me back to my childhood, when Akari and I had been living with our parents. I could distantly hear the angered yelling, then the pained, terrified, and pleading screams of protest, along with the crying. Eraserhead's eyes never left mine during that time, but I didn't let my mask fall. I would not be vulnerable or emotionally unstable in front of anyone. "That's a touchy subject." I spoke, a bit softly. He stayed silent for a minute, as if debating with himself. "Kid, I know it is. And I understand. But there's clearly more to your story than you let on. And I can't help if you don't tell me." I hesitated, thinking. He had helped me to get away from the leagues hideout, but on the other hand, I had just met the guy only a few hours ago. No way I could trust him yet...right? He was still just a stranger to me. But...he was being so kind and gentle. Understanding. Something I hadn't ever had the luxury to experience with anyone other than Akari. But...maybe that was what I needed. Maybe, just maybe.. "I...." I started, and Eraserhead waited patiently. I sighed. "Fine..." That night, I explained my past to him. And, while I wanted to, I didn't leave a single detail out. There was no point in that now. And maybe he really wanted to help.