Immortality • Class 1-A (✓)

13| im afraid of the actual truth pt.2

"Stop." Tsukauchi said, putting his hands on your shoulders.

"Get off me." You quickly took his hands off your shoulders. You were seething with anger that you somehow managed to hide from All for One.

You were clenching your hands in a fist so hard that if your skin was like before you got your quirk then you were sure you would've been bleeding.

"You need to calm down," he spoke.You glared at him.

"How am I supposed to calm down when he describes my parents the moment before their death? I have a right to be angry with him." you slightly yelled at him.

"You need to have patience whe-"

"Patience?!" you asked. He knew he messed up. He forgot about your age. You looked so young.

"What do you know about patience? I have had more patience than anyone here. I have walked the earth for years and you want to tell me about patience?"

"y/n calm down. I'm sorry I forgot." he said.

"How would you feel if you were in my shoes, Waking up one day realizing you're not aging. Then finding out your parents died with no cause of death. I had to believe that they just magically died one day and then decades later I'm just finding out that they were murdered in their sleep."

You were angry beyond belief. He knew it.

"Okay, let's go." he said. You held your hands up to Sansa. He cuffed them.

"You can stay with me today." he said quietly. You stayed quiet afraid that if you spoke you'd blow up at him too.

He took you back to the car. He decided you were allowed to sit in the front next to him. He played music as he drove back to the station. Tsukauchi stayed at Tartarus.

"How are you feeling?" Sansa asked.

"I'm going through the five stages of grief." You replied. You stared out the window looking at the building he drove by.

"What's with you saying you find out decades later?" he asked.

"I was going to say centuries but I realized it's only been one century and a half I think."

"Oh...okay." he responded. He already got the idea. He remembered back when he was a kid, the stories his parents used to tell him about Immortality.

He remembers the stories quite visibly. Still fresh in his mind even after meeting you. There was one that stuck with him.

That there was someone with a quirk that granted them immortality, Everything was fine at first but then everything went downhill quickly. Their family died, their friends died.

They stopped aging, Constant arrests. There was misfortune no matter where they went.

They walked the earth alone for decades, Centuries almost.

He wondered to himself what it would've been like to be immortal. Based on what he's learned so far, it wasn't very pleasant.

Well, neither were you.

You were very pessimistic. Seeing the glass half empty. You had your reasons of course but you never changed the way you looked at things. If you did it was always temporary.

Just like everything.

"What's it like being immortal?" Sansa asked. His eyes quickly looked at you before looking back on the road.

He was heading back to the station to drop you off seeing how he all had patrol going on especially with recent events.

"It feels off to live a life others could be living." Your voice didn't waver. It sounded like you were bored.