A world where there are quirks and heroes, there were also Demigods whose regeneration abilities surpasses the human knowledge. IBM; Invisible Black Matter, is a term that is used after the appearance of "Black Ghosts" that quickly caused havoc amon...
YOU brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and picked at your nails. They were explaining how the exams were going to function, but you felt that it was lacking a lot of enthusiasm. Present Mic could light up the gloomy, or rather serious mood between the recommended students.
You heard an uninterested sigh escape someone's mouth. When you turned your head to take a peek, you felt your breath being taken away.
This boy was stunning.
Was this love at first sight?
His two-toned hair was absolutely gorgeous. A perfect, silky looking hair that was split in the middle. Red that showed passion and aggression, white being pure and cold. Did God bless you with a handsome man?
Judging by his muscular body, he was especially well built. His hands looked a bit calloused, just like Inasa's. His eyes were also two colors, heterochromatic eyes. His right eye is a light shade of gray while his left being a bright, yet the cold color of blue.
Inasa caught your lingering eyes on the boy. He smiled and gave you a thumbs up.
❝Do you want to be friends with him too?❞ You softly chuckled.
❝You can say that.❞
Despite his marvelous appearance, the look of anger and resentment radiated off of his body. Inasa also felt bothered by just his eyes and narrowed his in response. With one hand on your hip, you swiftly pushed your hair behind you.
He looked hot, definitely, but this isn't the right moment. Maybe.
You let out a small hitched breath, letting your eyes undress the unsuspecting boy.
You pinched your thigh harshly and focused on the task at hand. Your Uncle was depending on you, the entire League was. One boy shouldn't stop you from what really matters. You licked your lips and followed the group to a race track as you tied your hair up.
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He stared at the (h/c) haired girl with remembrance. He remembers the feeling of her hair that wrapped around his fingers, entangling them. He doubted the fact that she knows him. Despite this, he still remembers your favorite foods, hobbies, and smile.
❝S̶̢̛̺̩͔͙̱͈̼̪͍̝̾̃̿͗̕͝h̸̡̨̢̬̜͓͔͖̮̣̮͌̓̈́̊̐̈́̄͑͊̐͒̏̕͘͘ó̶̢̺͖̺̺͙̤͈̯͚̟̹̳̎̑̃͊͑̎͘͝û̵͚̥̜̰͍̯͓̻̰͓͈̓̽̌͒́̈̈́͊͠͝͝͠͝ͅͅ-chan lets play together yeah? ❞ The ghost of her smile and the child-like figure faded into white spots.
He scratched his temple, his locks of hair tickling his fingers. Her voice was slightly faltering a bit, due to his hazy, forced memories.
❝See you later S̶̢̛̺̩͔͙̱͈̼̪͍̝̾̃̿͗̕͝h̸̡̨̢̬̜͓͔͖̮̣̮͌̓̈́̊̐̈́̄͑͊̐͒̏̕͘͘ó̶̢̺͖̺̺͙̤͈̯͚̟̹̳̎̑̃͊͑̎͘͝û̵͚̥̜̰͍̯͓̻̰͓̓̽̌͒́̈̈́͊͠͝͝͠͝ͅͅchan! Let's play again tomorrow! ❞ The child waved and quickly skipped away, giving him one last smile and turning the corner.
A pity that he never saw her again after that.
But those soft curls of (h/c), her (e/c) eyes that were glistening with her long lashes, it was her. The one he dreamt about, the girl he sought out for.
It was the girl who saved him from the clutches of his father, the pillar of his life, where did it all go wrong? When did you leave? Why did your house get so barren?
What happened to you?
He nibbled on his lips in frustration. He missed you, a lot more than he could admit.
TODOROKISHOUTO was baffled at your reappearance.
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