bnha x male reader •blind• book 2

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"Your mind is what will kill you, your heart is what will shut you down, your lungs will suffocate you, but ultimately your sanity it was reflects to the world. The world is a scary place."

Sleep deprivation can't hurt me, their poison and hopes for what I can be; will never seize to shut me down. The many test and analyzations won't scare me, and I know the people that surround me won't hurt me— but oh they will. And once I figured that out, I panicked. I wasn't here for me, not for my friends, not for my deceased family, not for the greater good, only for the satisfaction of the villains that hold me dearly close. The villains that took the only safe hazard I kept inside me. Those who take me for a fool— fear not because I can only provide with the fact that I am not broken, nor insane, they can't take away my pride, and my pride will not allow me to show my tears.

The aching buzz that tormented my right temple drove me crazy, but again, I'm not crazy. I'm only assumed to be unsafe for the world. I continued to be locked down in my lab, like usual taking test on myself to see how close I am to death.

Years in fact. I'll die old. Unfortunately.

A knock at the metal door shook me from my daze. "M/n, you should see this."

"How important is it?" My voice echoed, hoarse and scratchy from not using it. "I can only provide you with little information, so you decide."
I moaned softly, reaching my hand up to my head to rub the aching temple. "Until I am informed of what is so important I have no intentions of leaving this lab." I assured.

A heave was heard from outside the room. "Come the fuck on M/n, you can't stay in here forever—"
"No you see that's where you're wrong. I can stay in here forever, and if not told what is so interesting I have only lifelong plans of caging myself in this room."

I heard footsteps leave from the vicinity of my area, leaving me to only deal with my thoughts. A night in the town would be great. It's decided.

Sneaking out isn't necessarily hard, but the adrenaline that always pumps through my vain's never seizes to amaze me, how my heart can accelerate from a mere escape. I could leave forever, but what would I be left with? What would my value be then? What would my life cost? Nothing, Is what I've come up with.

Sliding through the newly open window , I grimaced when I felt the familiar pain near my rib cage. During 'training' I was badly cut, and stitches were immediately placed. Safe to say the cut never truly healed. And the next day I went right back to training.When Shigaraki has his mind raging with an idea, everything he wants plays into action. Admirable, but unfortunate.

I took in a deep breath, feeling the fast wind blow on my face. I started running, to where? humanization, where there were people— and it was well.. populated.

Sometimes I catch a glimpse of my old classmates. And for that I consider myself lucky, but I don't see them for long, and I feel remorse for my predicament. At night, I feel the ones who marked me as theirs, roaming the city looking for me. I ache to face them, but I've been programmed to do other wise. I still feel the burning sensation of teeth digging into my skin. I wasn't made to be an Alpha, not even an beta. An Omega is was I was created to be, born to be. I've created an antidote to change myself back, only because the effects of my change in class has not been for the better. I'm surprised my death rate isn't higher, because Im sure coughing up blood and puking anything you eat isn't really a positive.