(Y/N) Kinsaki, a boy who had nothing, but gifted everything. When (Y/N) was still 6 years old and living in the streets he was taken in by the former number 3 hero of Japan, King Midas. He was then subjected to King Midas' training as he soon looked...
I've been looking all over for him but not a single clue. I even asked Mr. Nezu about him, but even he doesn't have the slightest idea of where (Y/N) could be...
What is going on him with recently? He's been acting differently these past few days.
The tone of his voice. The looks in his eyes. Even his posture's different. He keeps slouching recently...
He's always so tired even if I've made sure he's gotten enough sleep. He doesn't pay attention in class. He's always so silent...
It's so unlike him to do these types of things. Why won't he talk to me about it?
And that dream I had a while ago. What did it mean? "The fate of the world hangs in the balance"?
What could be so important that only I could prevent such a thing? Why me of all people?
It was just probably a random dream...But still...it felt so real. Like I'd seen it previously.
There he is.
Shoko: (Y/N)!
He was alone, arms tucked over his head supporting himself on the arm rest. I went over to his side. It almost looks like as if he was drunk or had a "hangover" if I remember correctly.
But he didn't wake up. I kept shaking him around, trying to get him up but he wouldn't look at me. I pressed my thumb against his wrist. He's still alive.
It seems he's fallen asleep.
I sighed to myself. Falling asleep in public too? Whatever's going on with him is worrying me...
He was kind of heavy, but I'll manage. I'll carry him back to his room. That way he'll be able to sleep properly.
I want to help him through it. Through whatever's bothering him. But I heard approaching these types of matters might be delicate.
Is it anxiety? PTSD? Mood swings even?
I want to help you (Y/N). But I can't help you if you won't let me. Please. I love you (Y/N). What kind of girlfriend would I be if I don't save you?
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3rd POV
There inside of the empty void stood (Y/N) with the gigantic golden warrior Infront of him.
The warrior stood tall, undaunted by the young man's presence not even one bit concerned that he was ever there in the first place.
It only continued to glare at you from above with his white empty smoldering eyes, peering out from the shadow its helmet cast down upon his face.
Like a flame covered by darkness as actual golden fire through his massive muscular shoulders.
Most prominently, the flames rose up from the golden helmet's mohawk only as eye catching as the massive spear he held.
(Y/N) could only barely continue staring above him to meet the warrior's eyes with his own white smoky pools.
(Y/N): 'What's with this guy....?'
He thought to himself, not bothering to even utter those words out. The silence was replaced with the crackling sounds of fire that dominated from the warrior.
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