You're my dream girl.🌸 | Denji x Reader

courage | 27

I PUBLISHED THE WRONG CHAPTER OMG
BRUH

For those who saw "Look At Me" prematurely, no you didn't
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I was courageous against surviving Makima... I could be courageous against surviving Yuko too!

I just needed to get to Denji. Some how I needed to crawl away to him.

But...
How can I be courageous if the plight against Makima was... not mine to experience...

No! No nevermind that!

Grunting furiously, I scanned my eyes over the scene around me one more time, eyes nailed to all the bodies around me. To which, the one that scared me the most was seeing Rui's. Her body was sliced up so clean, I almost hurled at the sight. To think mere minutes ago, we were all together, alive, just getting ready for a regular day at school...

Yuko how could you...

Now was not the time to reminisce or mourn! Inches away from me was the sword held by that man and his friend who was trying to save me; and I gruffly took it.

Then, with everything I thought I needed, I rose to my feet.

For the first time in my life ever, I was able to move a leg forward in the midst of all this fear. And soon one leg became two, and two into four. Before long, I was bolting down the halls, jumping over tossed furniture and tossing myself under thrown bookshelves. I staggered my way down the stairways filled with panicking students, shoving and pushing my way through. Sweat was dripping down my forehead as I held my sword deep in my hand. Yet, as I ran into another hoard of worried students desperately trying to evacuate, I could only think of one thing.

Denji.
Where were you?

We need you so bad right now.
I need you, Denji.
I can't stay strong like thing alone, not for long. Slowly, bitter tears rolled straight down my cheeks, as a heartbroken sob fell from me. I felt so tired, so incredibly tired. And I did feel bad about leaving Mitaka but, she was tagged with some demon. I wasn't.

Maybe if I.
Maybe if I didn't get rid of him, I could have helped everyone, I could have saved someone. I could have put Yuko to sleep and War could have easily disabled her! Maybe even force her to turn to normal using her memories, I don't know!

Regardless, I felt tired and useless.

So tired and useless.

"Denji! Yoshida!" I called from my spot on a the staircase, eyes scanning over heads. "Denji!" I cried. But to no reply. My mind was running into overdrive by now, my legs giving in weak as my heart burned. I can't be alone like this. Yet before I could off dwell on it for long, the staircase started emptying rapidly; while the folks behind me shoved and pushed me forward. I could hear the nervous jaunts of teachers as they desperately tried to evacuate the students, but with a line like this nobody was going to escape.

I had to break free!
I turned my back towards the railing, taking one deep breath before shoving myself viciously through the crowd. I pushed for what felt like hours until I broke free, sweat running down to my neck. My left wrist was throbbing, as it's dripping blood finally came to a peaceful stop. At least that was one thing to look out for! But now was not the time!