A/n: I made this in 15 minutes and I'm surprised at how good it came out. I made it out of whim and I'm glad I felt confident to share it with yall. Enjoy!
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They were chasing you, yelling and calling for backup. You were a good distance away from them, but not by much, much to your dismay. You stumbled, but kept running and muttering coños y carajos, refusing to slow your pace. You felt around your jacket pocket until your fingers grasped the weapon you hastily shoved into your pocket after stabbing All Might to death. You ran into an alleyway and cursed. It was a dead end.
The pros were closing in and you started to panic. You tried to narrow down your best option to plan an easy escape, but it was too late. They found you and started to surround you. This is it. You thought as your back touched a wall. This is the end. You watched in fear as Endeavor lifted his fist, before swinging. You flinched, as the hero's actions brought back bad memories, and waited for an impact. But it never came.
You meekly looked through your arms to see a tall man dressed in black leather engulfing the pro hero in blue flames. The mystery man gave you a sideways glance, sending a chill down your spine; before yelling at you to run. You wanted to, but you couldn't. You looked down at your stomach to find a sharpened red feather sticking out, meaning the bird brained pro had impaled you. You opened your mouth to speak, but all that came out was a weak cough, and was promptly followed by blood flowing out of your mouth as you fell to the floor, slowly but surely dying, All you could hear was yelling, screaming, and sirens. The man with blue flames rushed to your side, frantically trying to close your wound to keep you alive. The only features you could make out were multiple face piercings and his ocean eyes, before you woke up in cold sweat.
You silently cursed, trying your best not to wake your friends Mina and Uraraka. You slowly took deep breaths in an attempt to calm yourself down, before getting the same chills down your spine like in your dream. You quietly crept toward the window; your senses on high alert. Something, or rather, someone was watching you. You looked out the window, only to be met with those eyes from your dream.
Those same damned blue eyes.
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Stories and Class Quickwrites
AcakJust as the title says, this is a book about random shit. Varying from spontaneous nostalgia, school stories, rants, or tags that I want to do; I'll do them here. If you want to ask any questions about me, you can and I'll gladly answer on here 💥☕...
