The Girl next door: Mezou Shoji × Reader part 8

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It had been an exciting week since you turned into a monster to save people's lives. No one died at the fair, and the fact your family put their lives at risk to save people who hated them spoke volumes. Your family weren't heroes. Your brother was an EMT; Your sister was a gym owner; your mother a hairstylist and a volunteer firefighter; and your dad was a baker and a bodybuilder. Jake taught college-level math to high-school students, and Nova was a mechanic, only you became a hero not because you wanted to but because you needed to learn how to control your red side.

The wars seemed to go silent after that; the protests and vandalism slowed down to almost nothing. You got burned due to being at the heart of the explosion, but thanks to your red side, they weren't that bad at all. You had put everything back in your room overnight and were waiting to tell Mezo you were back. You missed him the most and maybe was developing a crush on him. You weren't sure, though. You just really liked him as a person. Samuel was now helping your school to figure out what happened during the sports festival. He wasn't supposed to fight you at all, yet it was supposed to be a kid from a completely different school. You and Samuel were now friends to many people's disapproval, but Samuel saved you and Mezo. He didn't have to do it; he could have let you die, but he didn't.

"Mezou!" You yelled as you ran down the hallway. He turned around and saw you disappear, and then you were right there before him.

He caught you, and your other friends looked shocked seeing you back.

"I missed you so much!" You said as you nearly strangled him with a hug.

"I missed you too," he said as he hugged you back.

He missed you more than you could even imagine. The guilt of you being gone and almost losing you in that accident was a lot. He always tried to think with a clear head, but you drove him crazy.

"What about the rest of us, you ungrateful idiot?!" Bakugo asked as you disappeared and hugged him from behind.

"Don't touch me, you freak!" He screamed as you laughed.

"Your clothes are touching my clothes, so you are touching me, you bonehead!" You smiled as Bakugo began raging in your arms and trying to get away from you.

Bakugo was not one for hugs, but he didn't mind yours. He just couldn't show that he missed them. You hugged your friends, and everything seemed to go back to normal, more or less. You practiced turning red, but you couldn't do it on command like you did at the fair for some reason. You also started gaining weight because your red side was done flowing for now. It was weird being able to grow out of your clothes for once.

But things started getting strange. You started hearing random scratching in the walls and whispering, making you sleep-deprived. Your clothes began to go missing randomly, and you had no idea where they were going. This happened for a month, but you didn't say anything, not because you didn't want to but because you were probably tired, and it only happened at night. At one point, all of your small belongings were stacked on your bed, which you didn't do.

You were getting out of the shower after a long day of school. Only you were in there, and you placed your clothes on top of one of the sinks next to a mirror. You only did this when you were alone because you were now checking to see if your skin was turning blue in some places. You didn't know if you lost your ability to turn red, and if you did, it was worth it saving all those people.

The mirror was steamy, so you cleared it off, but once you cleared it and looked back into it, a blood-covered, scary face was in the mirror. You screamed bloody murder, and it screamed, and you felt something grab your leg, making you disappear. Your clothes got scattered on the bathroom floor as you teleported out and started running away.

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