COntRol

21

WARNING:
THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN EXTREME GRAPHICAL CONTENT/TRAUMA

Also, please double check that you've read Chapter 19 (I think some people skipped it...)

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Chapter 21

[No one's POV]

Akane Himeno isn't a villain. She is, indeed, a fully qualified teacher, not just at UA but across the east side of Japan. She has taken a liking into helping others, specifically with their quirks as she had swiftly found was a better way of using her own one. She learnt that the most people, specifically the younger generation of the east, lose control of their quirk due to heavy psychological reasons, like panic, insecurity or depression. Well, that was the majority.

Kaminari was the minority.

She'd always found amusement into the minority. The ones who fret over the most basic emotions. She knows the kind of person Kaminari is. The one who refuses and fears falling in love, but then falls in love anyway, and then wants to fall out of love, and then ends up in a mess. These are the kids who make their own mess for their own selfish delusions.

It's why she enjoys manipulating and hurting them - a repulsive opinion to hold.

She loves to make them scream at night. Make them confused and mentally conflicted. Destroy them. There was no further explanation to it, besides that. She wants them to hurt; to suffer; to think about what they'd done and feel nothing but shame.

Kaminari was no different.

It was interesting enough that her initial opinion of him was cute. Not a lot of arm strength; weak and skinny appearance; the timid inability to look her in the eye for more than a minute. At first, she'd thought it really was insecurity, but later finding that his suffering was due to love had sparked a fire in her. A greed. A hunger. For his screams. Her initial opinion of him did nothing more but fuel the flames.

She wants to feast on his cute screams.

[No one's POV]

Kaminari watched in horror, unable to look away from her face, the insanity causing her eyes to almost roll back completely, an ear-to-ear grin showing off her plastic-white teeth. Something was tickling his throat and he gulps, an ice bucket being thrown over him as the apprehension sinks in over and over and over again.

She knows about Kirishima.

She knows his feelings towards him. She knows of the suffering he'd gone through. She knows of all the dark thoughts that keep him up at night, all the words that send him crying himself to sleep. She knows his emotions - how he feels like he's dying a little each day and wants everything to stop.