•Manipulation• [BNHA × Male!OC]

Chapter 117: you change your mind, like a girl changes clothes

This title is me trying to make up my mind about Ryo's hero costume.

Tried my hand at drawing again, hope y'all like it :3

Love,
Ari
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'Ahh this sucks...'

I hold back a sigh while laying on a beat-up couch I'd gotten all too familiar with recently.

I'd been called back to join a LOV meeting.

Sounded better than it was, it just meant some of the members would gather and talk about things.

Sometimes it was important, other times, like this, it was a glorified sorority.

Right now, Me, Toga, Twice and Spinner were gathered in what can be considered the living room of this abandoned warehouse.

"I miss the bar," I sigh, recalling how much nicer that place where I'd first been taken to during the Kamino incident was.

If I was going to be stuck with a bunch of villains that could kill me at any moment, couldn't it at least be at a cozier place than this?

'Its the weekend, so the two of them are probably back home...'

Once again, I found my mind drifting over to my two- what could I even call them? Friends? Sleepover buddies?

Whatever, the lack of a label was my own doing so I'd have to deal with that.

Yet, more and more often nowadays, I found myself wondering what they were up to.

'Right, Endeavor was discharged today.'

I recall the news that Shoto had told us yesterday night.

'He got off pretty ok, aside from a gnarly scar over his left eye.'

I stifled a snicker.

'Scar over the left eye huh? Knowing Shoto, he'd probably say something like 'nice scar' while slurping on his cold soba.'

I rested a hand over my eyes.

'He's been visiting and writing to his mom a lot more too, hope everything goes well for them...'

"Oi," Toga calls to me from where she'd been sitting on the floor.

"What's so funny?"

I shrugged, finally dragging myself to sit upright on the couch.

Looking down, it seems the three had been playing some card game I couldn't really bother to identify right now.

Then, the warehouse door creaks and I look up to find Dabi waltzing in.

"And where have you been?" I ask as he settles into the seat beside me.

If there was one thing I'd discovered, it was that petty arguments were common in villain world.

Even after a few skirmishes from before, they rarely seem to hold a grudge if they consider you to be one of them.

Or rather, they'll act like they don't.

"Training a new recruit," he said vaguely, leaning against the couch and shutting his eyes.

'Isn't he just a sleeping beauty...'

"What new recruit?" Toga piped up.

The scarred man sighs softly, not bothering to open his eyes as he speaks.