𝙼𝚢 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛

(beginning) 2 and you

To watch little, white snowflakes falling down from the dark grey sky, while sitting before a fireplace is one of the best things in the world. y/n looked to the source of the calming smells at her fireplace, full of dancing healtly red flames. Then she glanced back to the opened window, the key of beauty, japan in winter. The big, grey buildings looked much nicer and more inviting covered with the cold but still sweet, white whipped cream just like a city of gingerbread houses.

Suddenly a though went through y/n's head. She realized that she had forgotten to buy Daifuku her favourite sweet. She took her favourite jacket and wrapped around her, the big purpur scarf and her winter-boots, then she picked up her daily glove, which she threw on the floor as she arrived immediatly, also like her mask. She looked sadly into the mirror hanging next to her entrance door. She automatically avoided the right side of her face, but she had to look onto it to take the mask on. Everytime she saw herself whitout the mask her emotions played like crazy from sadness, anger, anxiety to disgust. The right side was complet black, rough and cold. Her eye wasn't colorful like these of a normal men, it was white and reflecting, giving anything a soft light shine.

"You're ugly as always." Noticed she and brushed with her fingers her long black hair back. Quickly putting on the mask and the glove, which covered her right also black hand, was the only way to get rid of the scary gaze.

Deftly she took her key for the door and her wallet and stuffed it into the tiny pocket of the jacket and stepped to the window. She climbed out of her appartement and stopped for a while glanzing over the sleeping city, then she jumped.

During she fell she activated her quirk and landed elegant on the concrete, covered with snow, then she deactivated it. Problem is following, she could only activate or deacitvate her left side. She got used to her always active right side. The only advantages of Curse was to be actually almost unstoppable in the time she is using it at full percentage. She was immun against any sort of damage or attack, tiredness, temperamenture and boys. The snow creaked loudly under her boots while she made her way slowly to the corner shop not pretty far from her home. She lived in Musutafu's most criminal part in which almost every day a villain shows up, destroys, kills or steals something and dissapears. This was the reason why there were so less heros here. They all aren't brave enough to do something.

With angry thoughts she continued her way, rubbing sometimes her arms to make herself less freeze. As always she was amazed by her breath, which appeared each time if she breathed through her moutch. A weightless, white and free little air, inhaled and used by so many men and women.

Suddenly she heared a cough. She turned around but didn't see anyone behind her.

"Who's so late up like me outside in these ass-freezing coldness?" She thought, looked around again and walked on. Again, somebody coughed, this time much softer and weaker. It was a men, she was sure it came from an old, not used sidestreet.

"Sir?" She walked slowly backwards. "Are you alright?" Asked she a bit worried and looked into the sidestreet and holding her breath at the same time. First she saw nothing, it was dark in the street, because of the missing of the street lamps.

And then she saw him. His legs were covered of a thin layer of snow, while just sitting in the corner of an entrance. His shoulder lenght blond, wet hair sticked on his face with lots of fresh scars. She could see immediatly, that he has got a cold on his shaking thin mouth and heavy breathing. His T-shirt was old and shredded just like his pants. y/n could see that he's short before losing his consciousness.

As quickly as she could she hurried to him and took her jacket and scarf of and put him in her clothes.

"Activate." She thought and immediatly forgot the coldness, as Curse began to functioning as a warm and calming fur.

He looked with half-way opened eyes on her, still coughing up, blood?

"Mr? Sir? Please, stay allive and try to not die. I'm going to bring you to me home. I've left my phone at home. Don't move." Explained y/n and put his arms around her neck. She felt how he grabbed his hands tight while lifting his body up. He wasn't heavy, either like he would only have bones and skin.

She started to move out of the sidestreet, way back home, calming herself that she would buy Daifuku later tomorrow. Suddenly she felt something on her right shoulder. It was the mens head next to hers.

"Thanks... for saving me." Whispered he in her ear and closed his eyes. y/n watched how a shiny tear rolled down his cheek and felt like this shouldn't have happened. Like, she had seen this men before.

"Shh, don't speak." Warned she and looked up the house roofs. She was sure that she saw somebody moving up there.

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"So you did lost him."

"Yes master. We apologize, this never going to happen again. I..."

"You're speaking true words. Because you won't be allive anymore if I find him. You were a good soldier, Murushi." The taller man stood up and placed his hand on the smaller ones face and watched, how he screamed while passing his last seconds of life.