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Ghost! Todoroki x Reader - Part 2

A/N: Okay, so when I first made this book, the first part of Ghost! Todoroki x Reader was written in 1st person. I prefer writing in 2nd person, so from now on, each of my chapters will be written that way.

Also, sorry for the extremely long delay with part 2! I had trouble delivering a good chapter, but I've found it.

So, here you go! :)

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Ever since you spoke with Todoroki, you began seeing ghosts. It's been a month, and wow. A lot can change. You've gotten used to the ghosts who speak to you, but there is one who you see almost everyday.

Maybe it's a quirk? Yeah. It has to be. No one else can see them.. but how come you finally developed one? And how did you develop one? Your family is quirkless, so what's your explanation?

A cupboard from the kitchen slams harshly, making your mother shriek. You snapped out of your thoughts, groaning internally.

You ignored it, though, and directed your attention to the TV. Flipping through the channels, you heard footsteps enter the house.

"Has anybody seen my tools? I left them in the garage, but I can't seem to find them.." Your dad's voice was heard behind you.

"No." You reply in an exhausted manner.

"Why would I know—OH MY GOD!"

Your mother screams, and runs out the kitchen.

"What? What happened?" Your father questions your frantic mother.

"I-It's floating! My kitchen knifes! They're floating!" She responds, pointing at her knifes with a shaky hand.

Your father looks towards your mother's direct aim, eyes widening.

"What the hell?! Again!?" He places his hands on his head.

"...Ugh." You mutter, rolling off the couch.

You walked towards the kitchen, looking straight at the floating knifes.

Except, they weren't.

They were being held by a very straight faced male you had met the first day you moved here.

You gave him a glare, walked up to him, and grabbed the knifes. Your parents had very pale faces when they saw you act so nonchalant.

"Y/n. Give them back."

Todoroki floats beside you, trying to grab them.

You stab them in the cutting board your mother was using, and glared at him with your eyes.

"W-What.." Your mother gasps out, trembling like your father.

"There. Now you can get back to cutting. I'm going upstairs in my room." You tell your parents, yawning.

"Why aren't you scared anymore?" Todoroki floats next to you as you head up stairs.

"Because after a while it gets old, Todoroki. You've been at it for a month."

He stares at you bluntly. "But you're parents are still scared."

You deadpan at him, open your door, and step inside your room. "Because they can't see you. I'm not scared because I know who's really behind this."

Slamming the door in his face, you sigh out.

"Is my face not very scary?" He asks, floating through the door.

"No. It's not. You look like a normal human being." You answer.

Walking towards your bookshelf, you grabbed a book and flipped through it. You walked towards your bed, and plopped down with the book.