BNHA - One Shots

13 - {{ Tomura Shigaraki }}

Tomura Shigaraki × Reader - Not Alone

Reader's Quirk: Unknown Quirk Name- When you touch someone or something for long enough they become static and disappear or die.

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"I'm not a villain, of course I'm not." You always told yourself.

"Is it really true though." You thought.

Throughout your whole life you'd been told that your quirk was one of a villains. There was also the general, insults that you were a villain. You stayed strong though, and continued to try and become a hero. Even after you weren't accepted into U.A for your quirk being, "too dangerous". You never wanted to agree, but you always knew they were right.

"I'm sorry sir, but you were the one that decided to push me." You sighed, looking down at the slowly disappearing body below you.

You were out late at night, taking a walk as you usually did. There wasn't much you could do in the day. If you went out there was always the fear that you would bump into someone, then you'd be put in jail for murder. But, at night, there wasn't enough people to notice. And, if there were several people to witness, you'd just destroy all the evidence. You put your hands back in your pocket as you walked out of the alleyway. Hoping that no pro-heroes were around to see you.

You decided that tonight had been long enough, and started walking home. Living in somewhere as busy as Japan, to keep a low profile you didn't walk in the safest of places. The most people you had run to here were drug dealers, addicts, and homeless people, occasionally a few gang members. But, if they really were a threat you could end them in a second.

"Give me yer' money, bich." A drunk guy said, stepping out of another alleyway. He was holding a knife, and seemed to stumble slightly as he stood.

You stayed silent, letting one of your hands fall to your side. Oddly enough, your quirk didn't effect you. If you grabbed your own hand, with all your fingers, there was no reprocussions. So, it seemed to only affect other people and objects.

"I don't have anything." You said, getting ready to attack if he did.

"Bullshit!" He spat.

"Please, get out of my way. I don't have any..." You got cut off as someone jumped infront of you, presumably off of the building beside you.

"Sir, please put down the knife. You're (420) coming with me." The man now infront of you said. He was dressed in dark colors, with these scarf things around his neck. Since his back was facing you, his facial features were unknown to you.

"I ain't goin' down wi..." The man tried saying, but passed out before he could.

"Miss, are you okay?" The hero asked, going to grab your wrist.

"Don't touch me!" You suddenly shrieked, jumping away. He raised as eyebrow as he looked over at you concerned.

"I'm s-sorry." You said running away in the opposite direction. From what you could tell, the hero wasn't following you.

"Great, now I have to take the long way home." You said to yourself. You could've gone back, but there was a chance you would've run into that hero again.

"(Y/N), what seems to bring you over here." A familiar voice said. You turned around to see the same tall spikey haired guy you'd practically grown up with.