Misuse of Power (Yandere My Hero Academia x F!Reader Oneshots)

Dreaming With a Broken Heart

Request: I would like the reader to escape the yandere this time. And the reader acts ignorant she ignores the signs but is actually fully aware that's why she escaped and had a plan incase something happened to her.

-From Quotev

Title: Dreaming with a Broken Heart

Pairings: Kaibara Sen x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, implied future death

Summary: Kaibara thinks he has you trapped here forever.

Note: This is short and bleh, I'm so sorry.

"You roll out of bed and down on your knees

And for a moment, you can hardly breathe

Wondering, "Was she really here?

Is she standing in my room?"

No, she's not

'Cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone"

-from "Dreaming with a Broken Heart" by John Mayer

Six windows. Two doors.

The windows are covered in metal, so there's no way out through there. The doors are locked tight with a key needed for entry or exit. A potential escape lies there.

You'd known Kaibara had started to lose it but, really, this was too much.

You were on edge from the first time he approached you, trying to act cool and show off his "amazing" quirk that was worthy of being in the hero course. To be honest, you didn't care in the slightest what course he had wormed his way into, hero-in-training or not, you didn't trust him as far as you could throw him. And since you didn't have a strength-enhancing quirk, that wasn't very far.

As time went on, the Class B student had grown more and more obsessive and unhinged. He'd begun to follow you around and compliment you frequently. He began to act threateningly towards your male friends and it began to tick you off very quickly.

But more than that, you hated the way he looked at you. Somehow, you knew, Kaibara Sen was dangerous. In what way, you weren't sure, but you didn't want to find out.

You'd taken to wearing spherical earrings and encasing a tiny voice recorder inside, uploading your auditory surroundings to your laptop at home every few minutes. If you could just get out of here, Kaibara would be screwed. He'd incriminated himself thoroughly over and over again.

"Why did you kidnap me?" You'd asked as loudly and clearly as possible.

And he'd answered, like the fool he was about to become, "Because I love you!"

The police would eat that up once you were free.

It had taken only a couple of days to convince him you were in pain whenever you wore ropes or chains. Whenever you could hear his footsteps, you'd quickly rub or scratch at the place where the chains or ropes held you to make it bright red.

"Something's wrong!" You'd wailed, "It hurts so much, Kaibara..."

He had let you free soon enough.

Now, all that was left was to get the keys and get out of here. There was Plan A, where no one got hurt or, if that didn't work, Plan B. Plan B was a lot more violent and unpredictable, but hopefully you wouldn't have to resort to that.

You waited until he finally approached your door, heart pounding in your ears as you mentally went over your plan once more. Kaibara carried a tray of food into your room, awkwardly fighting with the door to get inside your room.

Immediately you went up to him and wrapped your arms around him in a big hug. Kaibara was so surprised that he dropped the tray of food he'd been holding, a blush creeping up his cheeks.

You pulled him closer, hands roaming his back as your searched for the keychain you knew would be hanging out of his pocket tantalizingly like it always did. Jackpot. Your fingers brushed against cold metal and you seized both your chance and the keys.

You engulfed the keys in your fist, hiding it from view as you pretended to grow dizzy, taking a shaky step back from him and collapsing on the bed in a boneless heap. Kaibara let out a horrified gasp, quickly bending over you, trying to figure out what was wrong.

In his worry, there was no way he'd notice you grabbing your old chain until it was clicking in place around his wrist. Maybe the horrified, betrayed expression should have filled you with guilt, but you only felt glee.

"Now you get to rot in this room alone until the day you die, just like you had planned for me," you reasoned.

"But I brought you food! I'll starve to death here!"

You shrugged and left him behind, a bounce in your step as you used the keys to unlock the house and began to head to where you hoped a police station would be, or at least people to help.

Maybe Kaibara's death would be on your hands if you didn't tell the police where you'd been held captive right away. If you pretended that you couldn't remember at first. Maybe the starvation or dehydration would be slow and painful.

You could live with that.