Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Akio's Diary - Dared To Dream (500k special)

A/N: this is what you guys voted for for the 500k special! It's an Akio POV. I don't usually post my bonus content on wattpad, but today I make an exception. it takes place right after Midas' ball where akio and violet almost hook up.

It's all canon to Akio's feelings, and even though we've gotten further in the story since this, honestly not much has changed in what Akio says here (cause he hasn't REALLY spoken to violet since that day)

This is part of my diary entry series - where my characters tell their POVs like you readers found their diary and started reading it like some nosy simps 😂 please enjoy and thank you for 500,000 reads on Ordinary <3

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Another day, another breakup.

I suppose I should feel somewhat sad, right? Cute, little what's-her-name broke the record of the others. The record for holding my interest the longest.

To be honest, that fact didn't go unnoticed by me. As laidback and relaxed as I am with my so called "partners," I'm always aware of their timeline in the back of my head.

I've made it a rule for as long as I can remember that if their time in my life extends past a season - winter, spring, summer, fall - then it's time to end things instantly.

Doesn't matter how the 'relationship' is going. Doesn't matter how much I like them. They always have a limit.

It's a fool proof plan to be honest. Something I've done since my early days at Shiketsu high school. Would you believe me if I told you I was known as a bit of a heartbreaker?

Well, with a plan that's held success for almost a decade, why bother to change it now? Especially on a regular day like today?

I didn't think about the 'breakup' before it happened. Woke up like normal and went to work, already beginning the process itself as I ignored little what's-her-name's "good morning!" message....rather tapping on one of the many faceless numbers to keep other doors open. 

Open for what? I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine.

Work went great today. Found a new side piece for the night. He's a male model-or, so he says. To be honest, he's the one getting the better end of the deal tonight out of the two of us. Not to sound conceited or anything. I guess if the shoe fits.

After that, it was finally time to head to little what's-her-name's apartment, already pulling the file of "breakup speech" from the cabinet inside my vacant mind.

Alright. Here we go. Time to find out if she's a crier, a clinger, a hot head, or a hitter-oof, those ones are always the worst.

I didn't even give her a simple "hello" when she opened the door to her apartment. The one I was starting to spend too many nights in. Instead, I looked at her through dead, emotionless eyes she'd never seen and gave my usual, generic excuses.

Always the whole "This isn't going to work." Then she asks why and I say "I just want something casual. This is starting to feel too serious for me."

Yep. Always the same. No longer than five seconds to break someone's heart before I'm gone.

Except, I guess little what's-her-name was a bit different from the others. Her reaction caught me a little off guard. She wasn't a crier, a clinger, a hothead, or a hitter. No she was completely calm, looking too intrigued for my liking as if she was studying me instead of mourning what we never had.

Great. I knew dating a psychology student was a mistake. Yikes.

"Hmm. You don't like letting people get close to you, Akio. I do wonder why." She mused, making my heart jump at the insecurity she didn't realize she picked like a scab.