Chapter 8

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 Y/N had shut her eyes for the night, but she couldn't sleep. So the day dragged on. It was evening when she gave up. She looked at the locket she held in her hand. She had slept with it and hoped it would bring her comfort. But it brought her no comfort to realize much of her life was gone along with Daichi. In truth, she had no idea what she would do with the rest of her years if she made it out of the mafia's territory. She would have a target on her back by pro heroes and villains. There wouldn't be much she could do for income or a place she could stay. The weight of her worries piled on and on until it became physical.

A small pile of clothes was dropped on her. Y/N pushed the clothes off her when she found Dabi's face above her as he stood behind the couch,

"Change your clothes," Dabi finally said.

Without a word, she rummaged through the clothes to make sense of them. There were some black pants and a small black denim jacket she knew would fit her well. She stopped and looked at the white t-shirt, it had a familiar smell of smoke. It was his. It was also two sizes too big.

"I don't think this even fits me," Y/N said aloud.

"Then make it fit you." He yelled from the bathroom.

Y/N grudgingly changed into her clothes. The jacket had fit nicely as expected. She had to tuck in the shirt but it was still baggy. The pants hugged her form tightly. She had to admit she did like the look.

She hid the locket and the box in her back pocket once Dabi got out of the bathroom. Tonight will be her first time being a villain on the run.       

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