#rolechange

Makoto Sakamoto,  Empress

Makoto, as a kid, loved helping her mother out. She was very smart for her age, despite being a little grumpy kid who threw a tantrum here and there. She was always helpful to her mom, never complained. She knew her dad was bad, the moment he began hitting her mom, she called the police.

A natural born leader was something she used to be, people always wanting to hang out with her. She had a huge group of friends back then. The thing she was most proudest of was her hair.

Her hair was always so long, so smooth, so soft...everyone loved it. Makoto loved braiding her hair or putting it in new hair styles for her mom.

Her and her mother lived in a house, not in a apartment. Sure, money was tight at times, but because of her good grades she was able to make it up to high school with a free tuition at fancy private schools. Makoto was so thankful for this, she never wanted to be a burden to her mother. Never.

Other than studying or doing homework on her free time, she learn aikido, seeing as a lot of people thought she’d do amazing at it. Which was true! She even met a guy named Akira Niijima, who she’d like to say was her rival. They were both on a equal level, their matches always ending in draws.  

Going to Syujin was...interesting. Makoto’s first year was pretty awesome. She was popular and even managed to become student council president! It was only in till the middle of the year before her life changed. The new gym teacher. He gave off the same vibe her father did, but so much worse.

Makoto usually avoided him, bothered by him staring at her for more than a few minutes. He always stares when she was around, even touched her shoulder once, which scared her senseless. He always asked if she wanted to join a sports team, which she denied multiple times, using her aikido classes as her escape. She knew he wanted to get her alone after a few weeks.

So Makoto did what she needed to do to avoid him, filling up her schedule to the brim to avoid him. This meant that during school hours, she had less and less time to hang out with her friends. She became distant, only focusing on her work simply to avoid the gym teacher. Whenever she saw sport team students come towards her, she simply ran.

Though, this wouldn’t last for long.

She was too slow one day.

Makoto offered to help some students with studying in the library, after she finished she prepared to bolt out but was stopped by the man himself. Kamoshida. He had a tight grin on his face as he gripped her shoulder.

“Hey! Mako-chan!-”

She didn’t like him calling her that at all.

“I need to talk to you about something, school stuff. Right now. In my office.”

Makoto didn’t want to go with him. But she didn’t have a choice. She resisted the urge to glare and nodded with a fake smile.

“Of course,”

Makoto shouldn’t have gone with him. She shouldn’t have. She should have ran. Make up an excuse. Lie. Anything than going with the man. She thought she could defend herself.

“Quiet!!”

The man hissed as Makoto began yelling and screaming, punching him as she tried to run out. He was grabbing her breast and stroking her hair so much it disgusted her, she wanted to puke. But she tripped, slamming onto the floor with a loud smack. Makoto winced in pain, trying to get up quickly, but she was too late. He grabbed her ankle and leg too tight.

“AAAAAAAAAAA-”

Snap!

Makoto screeched so loudly, practically the whole school heard it. She began sobbing, grabbing her leg in pain. Her ankle and leg were broken.

Waking up in the hospital bed scared Makoto, but she was sure that the man was going to be put behind bars.

That didn’t happen.

Every sports team lied, saying Makoto attacked him first. And he was only defending himself.

No matter how many times Makoto sobbed and tried to explain that he tried to rape her, no one believe her. No one but her mother.

Makoto lost everything. Her respect. Her friends. Her scholarships. Her student council role. Her justice.

She was able to leave the hospital after a week. Makoto was in crutches. The moment she arrived home, she rushed to the bathroom with a dead look in her eyes. She stared at herself, disgusted. He touched her.

He touched her.

Makoto looked at her pride and joy, already beginning to cry. But with a stern glare and frown, she grabbed her scissors and grabbed the thing that made her proud.

“If you loved my joy so much…! Hic ILL JUST TAKE IT FROM YOU!!!”

She swiftly cut it off.

Her long hair fell onto the ground, her hair now went to her chin.

And she was happy.

Onward, Makoto began to act how people saw her.

A scary, cruel, delinquent.

She wore tons of black eye-shadow and a bit of black lipstick, she painted her nails black to complete the look. She transformed the Syujin uniform to her style. No one stopped her. They were too scared.

Kamoshida looked furious when seeing her hair, and that made her smile for the first time in months. It was a wicked smile.

Meeting Haru at first, she just scoffed and walked past the fluffy girl. Too...girly and perfect from the looks of it. Joining the phantom thieves though..

It made her alive.  

//Sorry this one took so long!! It took me a while to decide who has which role because I honestly couldn’t decide. But now I have a general idea for this au! Makoto is basically a edgy emo teen who is adorable :D I also developed a new writing style for this au so character description’s are gonna be lengthy sometimes.