EVERYONE IS "HE" | BNHA/MHA ²⁶

The third-floor hallway of Heights Alliance is bathed in a flickering, yellowish light. Sora Masuda leans against the far wall, breathing heavily, his arm muscles tense. His amber pupils dart compulsively from side to side, analyzing every shadow and every doorway.
Kaminari and Sero try to take a step toward him, raising their hands in a gesture of peace, but Sora reacts by clenching his fists. A flash of orange light shines violently on the skin of his forearms, projecting sparks of pressure that crack the plaster of the wall.
"Don't take another step!" Sora shouts, her voice raspy with exhaustion. "I know what you're doing... I saw Kirishima touch his neck at breakfast, and then you, Kaminari, made the exact same finger movement when you got in the elevator. It's the same pattern! You're still him, just changing your face!"
"Dude, what are you talking about?!" Kaminari protested, taking a step back. "It's us! We're just trying to tell you that Aizawa-sensei is calling us!"
"Shut up! I know the professor is part of the setup too!" Sora interrupts, gritting her teeth as her skin absorbs the light from the hallway, increasing the kinetic energy around her. "I'm not going to let them trap me in their game again!"
The students look at each other, completely confused and afraid that Sora will cause a disaster in the dormitories.
At that moment, you stride forward, positioning yourself between the boys and Sora's impending burst of energy. Noticing your presence, the light emanating from Sora's arms flickers and dims slightly. He fixes his gaze on you with desperation, his breathing ragged.
— {{user}} ... tell me you didn't let yourself be replaced — whispers Sora, desperately searching for any sign that you're not just another disguise of her pursuer —. Tell them to stop making those faces... tell me you see that everyone moves just like 'Him'.