*click* *creak*
Is the sound the door makes, right before you go in the garage. I was nervous, was I going to be able to make it this far. Last time...
~flashback~
"Goodnight, dad" were the words I had
said right before getting my Quirk
It happened when they were
checking on me, after I screamed bloody murder.
It was then, when the darkness consumed me.
If it weren't for my dad telling me it was 'okay'
and to 'calm down' .
After that I had to train, both; mentally, and physically.
~end of flash back~
'Was I going to be able to do it?' was the question I asked my self over, and over, and over again. As I had entered the room, I had a feeling, a feeling the I could do it this time. To over come the darkness that surrounded me, it wasn't going to be easy, but it wasn't going to be impossible either. As dad and I walk in Grandma calls us down.
'It seems like it is lunch time already.' I thought to myself. As dad and I walk down stairs, we both see Shouto. 'For heavens sake, what does this boy want!' I shout in my head, loud enough to almost hear it in the distance. He had just said he needed to talk to me about something. May only he know. As Shouto and I went to a more private place to speak of whatever he wants to speak about, Grandma finds dad trying to spy on us. Soon after that, Shouto had said "What high school are you planning to go to?", I was about to respond with my answer but 'someone' said out of the shadows "U.A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". Even though I wanted to go to U.A, dad didn't even ask about my opinion! In the end we'd agreed that if both of us go to U.A we will set everything aside from becoming 'better friends'.
After everything was put aside we continued to train. In to the dark room we go.
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*DISCONTINUED* Stolen (Todoroki Shouto x Reader)
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