daughter of a villain| completed.

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I sense his eyes gazing over my body.

Well, not me, per se.

Precisely... my scars.

"How did you get all these scars, y/n?" He softly scrubbed my shoulder with a soap-soaked body rag.

My body stiffened. I froze. I didn't know what to say. I'd like to think I'm an honest person, but in this situation...what do I say?

Toya noticed. He noticed, he felt that I stiffened up, not only at the question but when he first touched me.

"You can tell me, y/n." He holds one of my shoulders as he rinses my body with a water-filled cup.

My shoulders relaxed deeper into the tub water. I know I can trust him. He hasn't given me a reason not to. For fucksake, he carried me to the tub, respectfully, to help me bathe because he could tell how hard I've been trying to hide the fact that I'm in pain...that I'm weak.

He turned around while I got in the tub. He told me to face the wall- give my back to him- so that he can clean me up.

I held my hair up; he saw part of my scar showing through the side of my throat when I'd cock my body to the side as I look around the bathroom. I heard a gasp escape from his throat when he saw them, probably didn't mean to, but I caught it. It didn't bother me; I didn't care if he saw them.

He took a while to ask. Probably building up the courage to ask

"My dad," I whispered loud enough for him to hear, almost sounding ashamed.

I was ashamed, though, I hadn't realized it at the time.

"He did that to you?"

He tried not to raise his voice, he held back, a lot. I can tell by how deep his voice fell. I heard that underlying tone of rage while the surface could slightly pass as protection. And maybe it is, but it's mostly anger.

I nodded my head in agreement, "mmm." I hummed.

He places the cup on the floor next to his leg, clenches his fist, grabs my chin, and turns my head, aggressively, but not too much. Making sure he's looking me in the eyes and not my naked body - not that he desired to look- but he wanted to make it known by not breaking eye contact.

"I'm going to take care of you from now on. You don't need to worry about anything. Okay?"

I stayed quiet, in shock.

"Okay?" It wasn't a question; he demanded a response.

I nod my head with his fingers will holding my chin, "Okay..." I breathed out.

***

"Today, Y/n, you'll be going up against Bakugo," Aizawa says in front of the entire class.

"Huh? Against? We're going to fight...each other?"

"That's what I said."

"Why...?" Bakugo yells out, "You scared~, Y/n?" He furrowed as he smiled like a villain.

I scoffed, "As if I'd ever be scared of a runt like you." I giggled.

"WHA'D YA SAY?! I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU!" He tried walking up to me, Kirishima held him back.

"Instead of punching robots today, you'll be inside a building fighting against another person." All Might walks out of a building, as Aizawa left to the monitoring room.