Kidnapped || bnha × tokyo ghoul

20

Summer was finally over.

None of them expected that such incident would happen during summer camp, especially when they just barely recovered from the Two Face incident.

School was back in session, and ever since they are now living in dorms--due to the incident at summer camp--Class 1-A had pestered Aizawa to allow them to visit Hikari and Misaki.

It felt wrong for the class to not thank the two people who had kept them alive during those three days. They selflessly protected them even though they knew nothing about them.

"But sensei--"

"I said no. That decision is final. Hikari had requested that she be left alone until she deems that she's ready," Aizawa stated. Homeroom was in session and Iida had, again, asked if Aizawa can grant them permission to visit the girls. "She's been in that facility for six years. She might be suffering PTSD and there is a big chance that she lost her memories."

The class slumped in disappointment but Aizawa still continued.

"Anyways, I forgot to tell you, but you'll be having a new classmate today." The class perked up at the announcement. And just like turning on a lightbulb, the whole energy of the class shifted as they threw questions after questions as they tried to guess what their new classmate will look like.

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A month after the kidnapping incident . . .

Hikari was sitting on at the edge of her hospital bed. Her eyes were constantly puffy and red. Her recovery was on a painstakingly slow pace. Her quirk seemed to be affected at the most. She never knew the drawbacks of using her quirk in such ways before.

Now she knew that she will be unable to activate her quirk for a week, have her quirk's regeneration ability to significantly drop, and to top it all off, she had been craving for blood and flesh. Human flesh.

And also coffee.

A knock came from her door before a nurse emerged. She announced that she will be doing a routine check up on her vitals. Hikari nodded as she silently allowed the nurse to touch her. All these time, she hasn't let anyone near her, let alone touch her, after she had heard the devastating news about Misaki.

Oh gods, Misaki.

The news got to her three days after she had gained consciousness. At first, she wouldn't believe it, as if it sounded like it was fiction to know that her best friend, her mother-figure in her life, her anchor, died.

Misaki died because she had ripped her limbs to shreds. She was only able to activate her full body armor because she had eaten her friend. Although she had been doing this for as long as she can remember, never in her time did she notice that Misaki's super regeneration is failing.

Was it because her quirk was suppressed? Was it because she was hurt? Did Two Face get to her? Did the twins suppress her?

All these questions ran through her mind as a dreadful guilt settled over her like a warm blanket. Disgust filled her stomach every time she would devour her food. It does not matter whether it was human flesh or regular human food. She can still remember how Misaki tastes on her lips, how her warm blood would quench her thirst and how rich and tasty her flesh is.

She wanted to die.

But she know that she couldn't just fade from existence, now that she was free. No, she will live the life both she and Misaki would dream of once they escape their prison.

Promise me that no matter what happens, you'll always continue to live. Alright, (Y/n)?

The nurse finished her check up and left. A moment later, a skinny man with sunken eyes, a white rat, and a homeless looking person entered her room, a soft smile on plastered on their lips.

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Present day . . .

"You may now come in," Aizawa called and the door to the classroom opened.

A certain pink-haired girl entered the room, an eye patch was covering her right eye. She was wearing the school's uniform. Her hair was cut short, ending just below her shoulders. Her once pale skin had more color to it now. And when she smiled to greet everyone, the whole class felt like they've seen this girl before.

"I'm Hikari Michiko. From this moment on, I will be joining your class as a fellow student. It's a pleasure to meet you all."

   

   

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