Boku no Hero Academia
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The male looked toward him. The beauty and grace endear him. He was really old, had been alive since many centuries ago, and yet, he was the first person he even found beautiful.
That male, was Todoroki Shouto.
At first, (M/n) wasn't really interested in visiting this universe, but some of the lower-rank gods told him about the boy and his living situation.
It wasn't like he was homeless or was doing "wrong things", but he lacked what one would call, human skills.
He is alive. He is breathing. And yet, it was almost as if he wasn't. He never experienced joy, sadness, or happiness. He was always full of anger and hate, directed toward his father. So, obviously, the boy caught (M/n)'s attention once he saw him with his own two eyes.
And now, he was making himself only visible in his mismatched eyes.
(M/n) dressed in comfortable clothes, standing against the main gate of the top Hero Academy, U.A. High School. Every single person that walked past him totally ignored him. And the reason was, that (M/n) wanted it that way.
He only wanted Shouto to see him.
This exact pattern repeated for some weeks. He would wait for Shouto, and then he would silently follow him home, standing outside of the place until the half-half boy would turn his room's light off to sleep, then he would go back to his home. But even if (M/n) did this every day, Shouto didn't pay attention to him, and never attempted to talk with him, (M/n) didn't either, until one day.
The (h/c) haired male was waiting once again outside, standing by the front gate when he felt something was off. (M/n) knew that Shouto's class had rescue training in the afternoon, but the third years were already getting out of the building and Shouto hadn't shown up yet.
Then, he saw a bus approaching, he stood straight staring at it as it slowly stopped. An ambulance was following it close behind, a cop car too.
(M/n) read some of the passenger's thoughts, but most of them weren't thinking of anything specific, although some were still scared about something...
"The League of Villains...?" He whispered to himself after reading the mind of somebody in the ambulance. Now, he was worried about Shouto.
The bus fully stopped, and everyone got off, the entire class walked past him, entering the building, and once again, nobody paid attention to (M/n).
He stood there, locking eyes with Shouto as he only looked away and kept walking into U.A., (M/n) sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, and he stood there, waiting for Class 1-A.
After ten minutes, one after the other were walking out of the building, some of them with serious expressions, others talking, some in groups and others by themselves.
Shouto was the last one, he was walking alone, with his hands in his pockets and looking down at the ground. The boy didn't register (M/n)'s presence this time, and he kept going his way home.
The (h/c) haired male followed him like always, all the way completely silent, Shouto looked over his shoulder every once in a while, seeing that unknown male following him like the past weeks. The bi-color-haired male was curious about him, mainly because of the subtle presence he had. It was like only he could see the male.
Maybe his quirk...? Or something else...? But he would shake his head, pushing all those thoughts away. After twenty minutes, his house was in sight, and his tired body began to relax just by thinking of a hot bath, and a delicious dinner, soon getting into his futon.
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