[It was a being of dark magic, of evil, worse than perhaps a villain, because it preyed on Ochako's weakness. It took advantage of the love in her heart, for her friends and family, for people around her, and twisted it to try and hurt her. Time and time again, that abundance of love she has for people just gets...turned on its head. It gets used against her, and she's sick of it. Ochako is sick of it because it feels like her love is only on the surface. That it's fake. What...does she really know about the people she 'loves'? Other than the basics? Can she really call that caring about them, if she only knows someone based on what she sees? Their traits as Heroes...

Admiration. Respect.

If she took away the faces of people, wouldn't they just be the same as strangers then?

It's that which has really gotten Ochako flustered and upset. Thanking about herself and how she sees people. Sees Izuku and even Bakugou. Two people she considers her close friends, and yet she either couldn't tell them apart, or refused to. It just makes her feel disgusting.]

I know you wouldn't. And I know it wasn't. But...Deku-kun, what do we really even know about each other? You're my best friend, o-or at least I-I...think so. [She takes a deep breath in, and leans her cheek on her crossed arms, a few tears rolling down her cheeks.] But I barely know anything about you other than what I learned from school, or from watching you at school.

That's what's scariest to me. That...th-that I don't r-really...know any of you at all. You, or Bakugou-kun, or...o-or really the rest, even.