❝ 𝙉𝙤 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 ❞ LONG HIATUS

: ̗̀➛FIRE

"Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit."
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               It took some time for (Y/N) to return; after all, her crimes were not made up. Atsushi let out a breath he'd been holding for weeks when she finally walked through the door to the Agency after so long. (Y/N) allows herself to be hugged and patted on the back once more. She laughed and joked as if nothing had happened, as if she hadn't just been one of the world's most closely guarded prison a few days before. But if someone looked closer—and Atsushi did he would never let (Y/N) out of his sight again—he could see the dull gleam in her eyes and the lack of her usual spring in her step. She was only
half-present, her mind somewhere else, as if a part of her remained in that prison and never returned.

She'd spewed the words like pretty little flowers, poison and honey pouring from her silver tongue. A fierce kind of enthralment enticed her to investigate her further, sweet-looking face painted, sculpted by the heavenly gods above, but beware of the most beautiful creatures! Her lovely roses would seize their prostrate form and drag them through the most vile depths of the Underworld. Agency, tongue tied, sensed something more than simple curiosity behind (Y/N)'s cunning tone and smirk, because as dark and mysterious as she was, (Y/N) was still a woman. Untold fantasies raged beneath treacherous looks in a way that was artistically deceptive, but would deceive no human on Earth.

When (Y/N) walked into her rightful classroom for the first time in a long time, many students, like the Agency, were relieved to see her still standing. However, as she walked through the halls of U.A, she couldn't help but notice the puzzled and disturbed looks she received from other students. It's not like she was bothered by it, she'd been looked at like that for years and years.

(Y/N) has moved into the dorms, but due to her job as a detective, she will also be living at the Agency. Basically, she'll be switching from their to U.A. on occasion.

Aizawa has been keeping a close eye on the girl recently. Making certain she is comfortable and healthy. Her jokes about suicide have made Aizawa and the rest of the class nervous ever since her meltdown.

(Y/N) doesn't talk about suicide in front of Aizawa as much as she used to, but the thoughts still haunt her. She doesn't think it'll ever truly vanish because she's still not sure what the point of living is.

The pill bottles in her room mocked her. She knew, from previous experience, that they would not have the desired effect. She had tried them numerous times before. They only made her sick. No matter how many attempts she makes, the end result will be that she is still alive.

At this point, no matter how hard she tries, she will never be able to end her never-ending misery because her body will not allow it.