I've thought about becoming a villian before...
It was during my dark stage of life. The feeling of unimportance was overwhelming at the time and I had no friends except the plants in my backyard. I grew a flower back there, irises. I planted them there because my mother never went back there.
Irises are unique plants. They'll reproduce both asexually and sexually. I had two different irises. A purple flowered one and a yellow flowered one. I planted them 3 feet apart to see what would happen. I might've been really sad back then, but I had sympathy for the plants. I had take them from the park where they were gonna get trampled on.
I nurtured these plants back to health, going back there whenever I got the chance. Eventually, after a month or so of caring for the two flowers, they had created a new flower. It started growing and I had a spark of excitement. It was a big day for me because my friends were growing and happy.
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However, my mother got angrier than usual. She had a bad day and was taking her anger out on me.
I ran.
I ran to the most stupidest place I could run.
The backyard.
She followed me back there and started kicking me. Like always, it hurt. Blood splurting from my mouth, my body shaking. That's when she notices the clean space with flowers growing from it.
That little flower was so close to blooming.
And she demolished it. Stomped on it like it was some kind of bug. The beautiful family I had created was stomped into the earth.
After she was done beating me, she left me out there. I cried for my flowers. I was little back then, close to going to school...
But I still wanted to know what it was like to have a normal life because I had seen other children with their parents. So caring. So happy. I envied them.
That was when I thought of killing that woman. Strangling her and then going out to fend for myself. I wanted to turn against the world. It wouldn't even let me keep little flowers alive.
I hated myself and the things around me. But I chickened out. I couldn't take her life.
I'm glad I didn't.
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I turn over in the bed that I'm sharing with Jiji and study his peaceful face. If I did kill that woman, I wouldn't have been able to meet him.
I poke his face softly, smiling as he shifts slightly. He's such a gentle person. He never yells unless scared and is always nervous about the most random things.
I look at the time.
12:46
I sigh, cuddling closer to Tamaki who wraps his arms around me tighter. At first, I thought he was awake, but soon realized it was just instinct. Then I hear a voice out of nowhere.
"Ah, there you are. Your boyfriend your Daddy now?"
My tics almost say something weird before I cover my mouth. I turn my body around to see Akane, the moon making his form brighter, but still never making a shadow. "What're you doing here?" I whisper.
He rolls his eyes before looking out the window. "There's a lot of people talking about you, y'know. You were pretty special... Until you became powerless."
I frown. Geez, this man has a mouth like Sho. "And what makes you think I was so important?"
He chuckles. "Y/N, you were part of the big four! I bet hundreds of people looked up to you, wanting to follow in your footsteps. Especially when you also have a syndrome. Those kids with syndromes that also wanna be a hero, you're probably their idol. What? You've never thought of that?"
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I Love Anxiety - Tamaki Amajiki x Reader
FanfictionY/N has been Tamaki Amajiki's closest friend since grade school. Y/N might have tourrette syndrome, yes, but although she insults people a lot, it's always unintentional. Whenever Y/N is around Tamaki, she feels more calm. Now, they are the big four...