My Hero Academia(with my own OC!)

Once I finished, it was like all Eraserhead could do was stare at me, his expression mainly unreadable, though I could see a bit of sympathy, concern, shock, worry, and...something else--anger, maybe? But why would he be angry? It was only my past. The truth. A long, good minute of silence passed between us. Uncomfortable and tense silence. "Kid..." Eraserhead spoke up, looking at me. I didn't look back at him, and gripped my necklaces again, occasionally wrapping them around my fingers. To be honest, I didn't know what to say or do. I was uncomfortable, and frankly, I was also feeling very vulnerable, at the moment. Though, I tried my best to keep my facade up. I couldn't let him see that. It was still possible that he would use my moment of vulnerability, of weakness, against me, or take the advantage, and--I froze completely when I was suddenly pulled into a hug, with Eraserhead using one hand to cradle the back of my head, and the other to rub gentle, slow circles on my back. He buried his face in my hair, as if trying to comfort himself while trying to comfort me. "Hey, kid, listen to me. Breathe, alright? In, out, and in, and out." He started to demonstrate taking deep breaths, trying to get me to match it. Then I realized. I was hyperventilating. Somewhere along the way, my breaths had gotten quicker and quicker, until it sounded like I was panting after running a marathon. There was a warm, tight knot in my chest. Shit, was I panicking, too?! As best as I could, I tried to match Eraserhead's breathing--slow, deep breaths, in and out. This process continued on for about seven minutes until I finally calmed down. My breathing was normal, and the warm, tight knot in my chest was gone. But I was still tense in Eraserhead's hug, unable to fully relax, even as he kept rubbing circles into my back. I just really didn't like physical contact, but I couldn't speak up. I was too shocked about the hug to actually talk, I suppose. And it seemed like Eraserhead could tell, because he then used the hand that was cradling my head to gently press it on his shoulder, his head still buried in my hair. "You...you shouldn't have had to go through any of that...you're just a kid, dammit...." He spoke softly, and gently, his voice slightly muffled by my hair.

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After that, we both went back to sleep. Or, Eraser did, anyway. I couldn't sleep anymore. Which is why I stayed up until morning, and started getting myself ready early, since today would mark my first day at UA High.