Itsumi Midoriya viewed the world differently opposed to her brother's beliefs. She never really found the admiration for heroes, nor did she see the greater good. To put it simply, her mind was something different.
People always noticed her offsett...
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ITSUMI REVELED IN the high of killing her first victim, the euphoria in her veins was pure ecstasy. It was like a drug. To her, the world did seem more brighter, her ears were heightened to new sounds, and even though she could only smell the metallic scent of blood, she was in a state of absolute bliss.
And like an addict, she wanted more.
Dropping the dead organ to the ground, she turns her killer gaze on the man responsible. Her manager, who's still on his knees in his cowering state, pales greatly when he notices her eyes on him. Like the born predator she is, Midoriya stalks towards Sora.
He was responsible for the Yakuza's presence in the restaurant! He's the reason why Nanami and Rokuma are both dead! He's the reason why Mifune almost violated her! He's the main problem, yet he's still breathing like the useless vermin that he is! He's a spineless coward spewing lies just so he can stay alive longer, on the floor begging!
Her crimson orbs are like hot knives, scalding when they make contact with him, and Sora flinches in fear. She wants him to feel the fear she felt. The frozen panic. The sense of uselessness.
Her fingers tense, joints clenching, as she prepares to crush his body with colossal amounts of pressure.
"Wait," Overhaul stops her, his voice like a knife in her slice of murderous thoughts.
Itsumi swivels and directs her heated glare at the masked man. Their eyes clash in a collision of ruby and gold, colors that are supposed to shine like jewels but instead, they're soulless and empty. Neither flinch as their eyes meet, but she's the first to submit - dropping her glare and tilting her head to the side to figure him out.
"If you're telling me he's not going to die today, then there's going to be a serious problem," she sneers.
The Yakuza leader gives a low chuckle. "There won't be a problem. He'll suffer for his lies. However, since he was once a part of our guard, we'll deal with his punishment," he simply explains.
Itsumi gives him a sour look, her mood drastically dropping when she finds out that she can't kill him.
"As for you," Overhaul cuts in again. "You killed one of my men. Now, I can retaliate your actions and kill you myself, but as I said, I like you. Plus, you were defending yourself, and that's enough reason. Although, I am curious to why a simple girl like you opted for killing him when you could have simply rendered him unconscious," he questions.
The Midoriya girl stares at him blankly, her red gaze boring into his golden one.
"Well?"
She glares at his persistence.
"It was simply the heat of the moment. Though, if you really want my honest answer, my motives were building, boiling, and raging for a period of time now, and he unfortunately got caught at the end of it. I have no regrets on how I freed myself," she states, narrowing her eyes whilst giving a mirthless smile.
