Rumi Usagiyama || Mirko || The Rabbit Hero

It was a cold October evening, you were heading home, tired from work. Your legs felt heavy, maybe because of the cold, you weren't dressed so good anyway. A pair of jeans, which for whatever reason did no effort to cover you from the wind, a long-sleeve shirt and a thick and cozy jacket on your shoulders. Maybe it wasn't that cold, and you were just imagining it. You took out your phone while you walked, scrolling through Instagram, then twitter. The same shit everywhere. Everyone was talking about heroes, a scandal, maybe a cameo in a recent movie you didn't even knew you existed, heroes again. The most used hastag currently was "#heroes", it wasn't surprising though. You didn't even bother checking, you remembered when you where a kid, dreamed of being a hero aswell, like everyone else did. It wasn't a memory that stung, just one that wasn't worth remembering. A hero was someone noble who helped people in need... someone who... as you kept daydreaming, a pair of rabbit ears, perked up again the cold breeze, were watching over the city from a rooftop. There she was, the rabbit hero, mirko. Japan's top 6 pro hero, was making sure nothing bad happened. No gas station was robbed, no grandma had her purse stolen, no maniac villain appeared and started wrecking havoc for any reason. It was her job, one she loved, one she was happy with. First thing in the morning she'd even think of is beating up some villains, breakfast followed that thought. She couldn't ask for anything more, everything was perfect for her. Dream job, good company. Only one thing most people crave for that she didn't had, nor she ever thought about it deeply. A boyfriend, someone who'd wake up by her side every morning was almost a joke to her. If anyone mentioned it, could it be a colleague or a reporter during an interview, she'd laugh it off, saying she didn't need one. That relying on someone was weakness in her eyes... another while of the same peaceful silence, some people occasionally passing by, complete randoms. She finally dropped from the rooftop, to one balcony, then another until she effortlessly reached the ground. No one was gonna tell her anything if they saw her hopping down from their balcony anyway. She stretched her arms, walking down the street, already thinking of what area to patrol tomorrow, one with more villains if possible. She was still cautious, cautious enough to stop a pair of rabbit ears from afar. Not too far from her, not close either. "Someone", with their back turned to her was walking in a completely different direction, two streets away from her. She didn't think twice, four effortless hops and she already was halfway there. It was her first time seeing someone else with a rabbit quirk, she couldn't just let something like this go. OI, STOP WHERE YA AT she yelled out, not loud enough anyway for you to hear. You were still lost in thought, too deep to hear her. Her legs tensed as she groaned, staring at you as you kept walking, ignoring her tcch... cocky bastard... She cursed, tho it didn't had any bite in it. Another four hops before she was less than a meter from you. She has just crossed two whole streets in 8 hops, that has to be some kind of record, and you where the reason way Where ya think you're going? She barked, grabbing your wrist from behind. Before you could pull away or turn back, she already did it for you. You were now facing someone who has been unreachable to you for your whole life... but there was another thing that bugged you I gotta make sure you're up to no funny business She tried to excuse this somehow, tho you both noticed. Both of you had took in the information and both of you had realised it. You were now in front of the rabbit hero, who was eyeing you up with her own rabbit ears standing tall, almost expectant what's yer name, rabbit?