dangerous [dabi] | ON HOLD

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Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

You groggily opened your eyes to see the sun rising through the glass pane, its warm rays lightly kissing your skin. There was a vibrating motion underneath your sleeping form as you sat up, searching for the cursed machine that disturbed your sleep.

Tapping the screen, the light emitted practically burnt your eyes. Your blurry vision slowly cleared up, revealing several notifications.

2 missed calls and 1 message from Mother.

3 missed calls and 1 message from Father.

2 missed calls and 2 messages from Shimura.

1 missed calls from Mr Seiya.

"Crap." You say, running your fingers through your [H/C] bird nest. "CrapcrapcrapcrapCRAp!"

Quickly scrambling out of bed, you pace towards the bathroom to get ready for the day. Seven already?! Seeing as you were an early bird — this was late. You mentally cursed yourself for staying up all night to hear about Dabi's childhood friend who led a life so similar to yours.

Brushing your teeth, you squinted at the phone screen in your other hand.

Mother:

Shimura told us everything. Call me back immediately.

Shimura:

Mr Seiya's visit has been moved up.

Father:

[Name], this is urgent. Call us now.

Shimura:

He's currently out of town, but he'll be back in two days.

Mr Seiya called?

Before you could respond to the text messages, you received a video chat request from your mother. Taking a deep breath and roughly brushing your hair with your fingers, you quickly accept where you see both of your parents in their Pro Hero uniforms.

Sora's hero costume consisted of a gold and dark brown checkered skintight bodysuit paired with shiny gold boots. While her Quirk allowed her to create explosions, it also caused her body to overheat quickly. For that particular reasoning, the material used to create her bodysuit was one that maintained lower body temperatures. Her outfit was also paired with a gold belt tightened around her waist, where she placed her whip. The purple-eyed supposed-hero wore her hair in two green space buns, framing her face with a few loose strands that sat beside the sides of her mask.

On the other hand, Kenichi's costume was simple. Due to his Quirk, which allowed him to manipulate energy particles in the surrounding environment and lifeforms, his skin pores need to be uncovered most of the time. Thus, he wore a simple black full-length jacket over his bare chest paired with black pants. He had his hair cleanly gelled up and out of his face with his blue orbs shining brightly.

"G-Good morning!" You say, trying to cover up the fact that you had just woken up. "Is everything all right?"

"Why didn't you call us last night?" Your father's stoic voice questioned. "We had very important things to discuss with you."

"Especially with your upcoming appointment with Mr Seiya." Sora's voice spoke sharply yet softly.

After hearing Shimura's report, Sora was unable to rest. She was afraid of the repercussions that would unfold if the memory blocks were somehow broken. Not only would that interfere with their plan, but it would also cause you to lose control of your Quirk — potentially killing everyone in a 10-kilometre radius. She and her husband had been playing the role of loving parents for almost eighteen years, nearly completing the mission All for One had given them. If Sora were to be reckless now, everyone was afraid that you'd place your loyalty elsewhere.