𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓 . 𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤𝙪 ₂

𝘪𝘪. 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮

Above is Tomomi's new
winter heroes costume, just to
remind you. She wears a black
detachable hood over her head.

remember, she gets colder every
day due to her quirk and only she
is able to take that amount of coldness.

she can control her body temperature
just fine. To endure hot weather ( even
though she gets weaker in the heat ) and
to not make anything around her freeze
automatically. which is why everyone is
still able to hug her or stand next to her.

she's like class 1-a's personal air conditioner.

anyways, don't forget to vote and
comment! Also, if you can't see the
photo up above, it's probably because
of the fact that you are using mobile
instead of a desktop or because wattpad
still hates me. in that case, I'll try to fix
it on my phone.....

don't be a ghost reader~! I love reading
your comments, they're like drugs to me.
( I'm not even kidding. Yall keep me motivated )
but only if you are comfortable. I dont want you
to be pressured. but spamming is much appreciated.

happy reading!!

It's been a while since the last time Kurayami has seen Dabi and vice versa. He likes to think that his friendship with him was now over or even on pause. He knew that Dabi is still very much holding a grudge against him for comparing him to his father. Normally, Kurayami wouldn't care about that at all. But something in him really did hurt whenever he remembered the fight and the things he said in retaliation.

He doesn't regret what he said to him. Dabi is like his father. And just like Enji, he's managed to destroy everything he touches solely because he wanted power and he allowed vengeance to cloud his judgement. It was sad but true. Touya is completely gone. Now, all that is left is Dabi in the body of someone he used to be.

"Hey, there~" a feminine voice brought him back to reality. He nearly forgot that he was in a bar.

Sometimes, Kurayami would visit the same shady and dark bar just a little outside of the city. It was called ACE OF SPADES and he was a regular there. A familiar face to the staff there. All he did was order a few drinks and read at the bar by himself. A strange place for someone who cherishes quiet evenings but it was the only peace he could get without a villain or hero wanting to use him for something.

Kurayami slowly lifted his hellfire eyes from his book to whoever was talking to him. He saw a young woman sitting next to him at the bar. She was mildly pretty, nothing too exciting to look at but she wasn't actually ugly. Calling her that would be a big lie. Her hair was short and brown, her eyes were an unusual shade of purple and she had a few tattoos on her arms. She was wearing a pink tube top and black jeans.

She flashed him a flirty smile, leaning her chin in the palm of her hand. Her nails were long and colored in a deep red shade. It was honestly getting on his nerves with the way she kept clicking her nails on the surface of the bar. So much for a quiet evening.

"Can I help you?" He asked, blinking at her.

"You seemed lonely so I wanted to give you company." She replied. Her voice was high and a little slurred. She had been drinking before this. He could tell.

"I was doing just fine alone, thank you." He rejected, going back to his book.

Suddenly, he felt her hand on his knee. Which made him sigh and close his book. Why couldn't people leave him alone?