The song of his war (S. Todoroki x Male!Reader)

Wilted flowers bloom again too

I remember a time where stars existed in my world.

Where anything but this illuminated room existed, or the daily tests.

my body was hot, succumbing to the new power that they gave me. There was only one thing beneficial to this room; it's temperature. After tests, the villains always blasted the AC, because when they first started tests I'd cried. I'd cried so long that they punished me. They later learned I had a fatal fever. Ever since then, they made sure the room was arctic levels of cold.

Although I was merely a science experiment, they didn't wish for me to die. Yet.

Opening my sleep ridden eyes I looked around, and in my dreary state of mind, I didn't notice how lucky I was. They'd skipped my test. Being 13 at the time I noticed something was weird. The room was different.

Had they transported me to the spare facility in my... sleep? I hummed in thought, looking around to see a door with a window. Going up to it I opened it, the other room was hot. Terribly hot. The room was decorated to look like a bedroom a mini grand piano was in one of the corners. My eyes lit up as I walked to it, running my fingers across the dark brown sleeked design.

Sitting on the player's chair, I put my hands on the keys admiring how cold the keys were. Slowly pressing the keys the harmony began to be strung out ever so carefully, I started to sing. "I've been thinkin' too much~" I played faster getting into it "Ohhhwoah I'm falling- I've been thinkin' too much, I've been thinkin' too much... Help me." Having played the last note I put my hands to my sides, the echo of sad clapping rang out and my eyes shot to an unknown scientist. Except he didn't look like one.

He wore black clothing, a white binding weapon in his hands. I looked down at the ground, my fighting spirit having wilted long ago. "You a villain?" the man asked, I looked back towards him "Sir, you should already be informed I'm experiment 3023," I said emotionless lifting up my shirt to show my stomach; where my identifiers were.

His eyes widened as he cleared his throat "Christ kid, are there any more 'experiments' and put your shirt down.." He had mumbled the last part averting his eyes to the floor and I shot him a confused look "Haven't they told you? I'm the only surviving experiment." I said once again, looking at the man with confusion plastered on my face. "Hiza- Present Mic! We have a kid in here!" the strange man yelled, causing me to flinch. Another man, a tall man with blonde hair ran in, looking at me. The man screamed making me faint, the last thing I remember was the black-clothed man catching me.