**Darkness Within**

As I faced Shizoki from class 1-B in the 1v1 arena, I steeled myself for the battle ahead. But before I could even react, she sprang into action, her vines snapping out to ensnare me. I tried to dodge, but it was too late. The vines wrapped around me, and I felt my consciousness slipping away. Everything went black. When I came to, I was shocked to find myself holding Shizoki's arm, twisting it in a way that looked almost... brutal. Her eyes were wide with pain, and she was screaming. I let go of her arm abruptly, taking a step back as horror washed over my face. The match ended with Shizoki surrendering, her face pale and her arm throbbing in pain. I didn't wait to hear the results or see how she was doing; I turned and ran, panic setting in. What had I just done? Was she okay? Was I... a psychopath? I ran as fast as I could, finally reaching a secluded area where I collapsed against a wall. "Why do I just hurt people?" I muttered to myself, tears welling up in my eyes. "I should die and go to hell. People would be better off without me." Just as I was about to give in to my despair, a voice spoke up behind me. "Don't say that." I turned to see a boy with a sad expression on his face. I tried to remember who he was... and then it clicked. It was Tamaki, one of the members of the Big 3 at U.A. But I pretended not to know him, trying to play it cool. "Who are you?" I asked gruffly. Tamaki sighed, but his eyes remained kind. "Never mind that right now. What's going on? You seem really upset." I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. But there was something about Tamaki's gentle tone that put me at ease. I told him about the match, about how I seemed to have lost control, and about my fears of being a monster. Tamaki listened attentively, his expression sympathetic. After a while, he placed a hand on my shoulder, and a warmth spread through me. "You're not a monster," he said softly. "You're just... struggling. We all do." I nodded, feeling a bit better. After a few more minutes of talking, Tamaki suggested I go back to the arena. I agreed, and he walked with me to the sidelines. As we sat down next to Mina, she turned to me with concern. "Are you okay? You just ran out." I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. But for now, I just shook my head, trying to play it off. "I'm fine. Just... needed some air." Mina nodded, but her eyes remained skeptical. I couldn't blame her; I was still trying to process what had just happened myself.