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Lingering Hope (Aizawa x Villain! Reader)

Warning!
Before you read this you need to know; this has explicit scenes of death, torture and violence! I will warm you when it starts and ends! You have been warned!

Read at your own risk!

Who: Aizawa Shota
Quirk: Writing
Villain Name: Author
About the Reader: Villain
About Them: N/A
Time: Present and Flashback (Main)
Rating: Angst
Gender: Female
Word Count: 2270

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(Y/N P.O.V)

I ran past him and into the fields. I could care less that he was a hero, I loved him, I always had! I just tried to prove myself wrong but I never worked! I couldn't get his harsh words and tone out of my head!

"It doesn't matter how much a care about someone, if they do something to hurt others I won't hesitate to put an end to them!" He said, sounding like a proud, serious hero.

I just wanted to be left alone, I couldn't take anymore heartbreak. I sat down in the middle of the field. I looked up and laid back, taking in the peaceful view.

Suddenly, I heard a crack from behind me. I quickly turned around only to be met by a pair of furious eyes. Shota was using his quirk on me, rendering me defenseless.

"I'm taking you in, come easily, or else." Shota warned. Because of all my crimes, I would definitely be sentenced to death, but I couldn't force myself to hurt Shota, so I gave in and let him take me without fighting.

Shota Aizawa, my first friend I ever made, and the last face I ever saw. I closed my eyes, ready for the shocking sensation and the release of death. I opened my eyes one last time and caught a glimpse of a crying Aizawa and Yamada. I smiled, closed my eyes, and let my life slip away.

I began making my way towards the big school. I was surprised I had gotten in. I got in fully on rescue points since my quirk didn't work on the robots.

I marched up to the gates and prepared to walk in. I took a deep breath, but before I stepped in another student rushed past me, knocking me over.

I covered my face with my arms, ready to collide with the hard concrete. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my torso and catch me. I let out a gasp in surprise.

The owner of the arms lifted me back up. "Are you ok?" Asked a tired looking male, who appeared to be around my age, with shoulder length black hair and piercing black eyes.

"Thanks to you I am! My names L/N F/N, but please, call me Y/N, thanks for catching me." I stuck my hand out for him to shake. He slowly reached out his own hand and shook mine. "Aizawa Shota, you're welcome, and nice to meet you."

We walked together into the large school. Side by side, we looked like friends who've known each other for ages; me being the happy-go-lucky, Optimistic one and him being the antisocial, constantly tired, Pessimistic one.

He opened the door for me and we walked in. We went to our respective classes and did the usual school thing. Towards the end of the day, though, we got to go to Hero Course.

I was in 1-A, and I was left wondering if Aizawa was too. I walked to the classroom door, bouncing with every step. My eyes widened and I slow reached for the door. The same kid from earlier ran past me, again causing me to fall forward.

I braced myself but felt strong, familiar arms wrap around my waist. "Is this going to happen every time I see you?" His voice was monotone, but had a hint of sarcasm. He lifted me up and I smiled at him. "I sure hope not!" I said with a bright smile.