Touch |Shigaraki ff

Chapter 26

I floated in darkness, confused. "What's happening?" I thought. Suddenly, I saw a light. Next, I found myself in the training room, surrounded by smoke and flames. I was like a ghost, watching the other me spar with Dabi.

"You call that a fire?" Dabi teased the other me, dodging a fiery punch with ease. "Just wait! I'm just warming up!" The other me shot back, grinning. I felt a rush of determination as I watched her unleash a burst of flames toward him.

"Better, but you still need to work on your aim!" he laughed, sidestepping her attack. Determined, the other me launched a series of quick strikes, pushing herself harder. "I'm not done yet!" she yelled, her flames flaring brightly. In that moment, I felt a sense of belonging. Dabi wasn't just my teacher; he was my friend and brother.

The memory started to fade, and I found myself in a new room.

The darkness shifted again, and I found myself on the rooftop of the hideout, watching the other me sit beside Toga. Toga twirled her knife playfully, her laughter ringing through the night air. "Aren't they beautiful?" she said, pointing at the stars.

"They are!" the other me replied, leaning back to take them in. "It's nice to have a moment to breathe." Suddenly, Toga jumped up, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's play a game!" "A game? Like what?" the other me asked, intrigued. "Tag! I'll count, and you run!" Toga said, grinning. Before the other me could respond, Toga closed her eyes and started counting. "Hey, wait! No fair!" she laughed, sprinting away.

I watched as they raced across the rooftop, trying to catch each other. Even though Toga and I were enemies at the time, she was like my best friend.

Is that what they talked about when they said when you die, your brain plays 3 minutes of your happiest moments?

I then found myself in the League's hideout. I watched as the other me sat across from Compress at a small table, a deck of cards spread out between us. "Alright, Sora, pick a card—any card!" he said, a playful glint in his eye. I chose a card, and he expertly shuffled the deck. "Now, watch closely," he warned, flipping cards over with flair. I squinted, trying to catch the trick. "You think I'll fall for your magic?" I laughed, leaning forward. "I'll figure it out!"

Compress grinned and waved his hands. "No way! You'll never guess. Here, let me show you a real trick!" He snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the deck vanished, leaving only one card floating in the air. "Was this your card?" he asked, revealing it with a flourish. "Wait, what? That's amazing!" I exclaimed, eyes wide with excitement. "How did you do that?" "Ah, but that's the secret!" he said, winking at me. "You'll have to train harder to learn my tricks." I focused, determined to uncover his methods. "I'll figure it out! I'll keep practicing until I can beat you at your own game," I vowed, a grin spreading across my face.

Ah, Compress, one of the best. It seems I never got to figure out his trick.

Now I was on a battlefield, standing with the League of Villains. We were facing a group of heroes, but this time, the atmosphere was different—lighthearted. "Ready for some fun?" Toga shouted, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She brandished her knives with a grin. "Let's play!" "Just don't stab me this time!" Twice yelled, his voice full of exaggerated fear as he tried to mimic her moves with his own silly, oversized blades.

The other me couldn't help but laugh as Toga twirled around, playfully throwing knives that barely missed Twice, who was dramatically dodging as if in slow motion. "Look out!" The other me called, launching a fireball at a nearby hero, who was distracted by their antics. "Great shot, Sora!" Dabi chimed in, a smirk on his face as he unleashed a wave of blue flames, creating a barrier between us and the heroes. "Thanks! But watch out!" The other me warned as Toga leapt over Twice, landing right in front of a hero. "Surprise!" she giggled, catching them off guard. Shigaraki shook his head, annoyed, as he looked at us.

Actually the whole league was like a home to me.

Now I found myself in the bar, where Tomura and I often played video games. The colorful screen flashed in front of us, and my other me laughed out loud the whole time. "Take that!" my other me shouted, as her fingers flew over the buttons. "You can't beat me this time!" He smirked, his competitive spirit shining through. "Don't get too cocky. You know I'm just letting you win."

With a dramatic flair, my other me pressed the buttons frantically, and our characters on screen launched a special attack. The screen exploded with colors as we scored a critical hit against our virtual opponents. "Yes! I did it!" I cheered, throwing my hands up in victory. Tomura rolled his eyes, but a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Don't get too excited. It's just a game," he said, though his tone was teasing. I couldn't help but laugh, feeling a rush of joy. "Just a game? This is epic!"

The memories faded, and this time there wasn't a new one. It was just darkness.