Monachopsis (Bnha Villain Reader)

Chapter 20

"And maybe you'll see all the wrongs you did to me."

You were never one to beg on your knees for something. And yet, why is this happening?

"Nezu! Pleaseeeee!!" You were currently inside the principal's room, on the carpet floor, begging.
"I don't know, [Y/n]. What if you're planning something behind our backs?" Nezu held a smug look om his face while you face planted on the rug in defeat.

"I promise I'm not! I'm just super bored whenever I go home! There's nothing I can do there and besides, can't I talk with my friends!?" You cried out.

"You have friends?" The principal was certainly surprised by that.

"Well, somewhat... But whatever! I wanna be able to talk to my smol child and I-" Cue broken record playing sounds.

"Hold up, what. You have a child?"

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"...I see. So you want to stay in contact with that child you call 'Kiseki'?"

"Yes."

Your eyes were narrowed in deep concentration as you looked for any reluctance in Nezu's beady eyes. With a heavy sigh, Nezu agreed to your request. However, there was one problem.

"How will you confirm that you're not devising a plan with the League of Villains?"

"Well..." Your lips opened to speak, but no words came out. Are you really willing to do the one thing you despise so much?

"In exchange for contact with Kiseki, I'll- I'll take-" You gagged, not really prepared to say the next words.

"-I'll take the hero course seriously and become a hero..."

You were sitting on the bedside in your temporary apartment, contemplating about what you said earlier. Did you just risk your freedom just so you can talk to Kiseki? Yes. Yes, you did.

Gripping the phone in your dominant hand, you couldn't help the sigh that poured from your lips. You unlocked the home screen, your finger hovered on the call button. Should you call now?

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"'Kiki! Look what I made!" A small child ran up to a baby-blue haired male, eager to show him his creation. Diverting his attention to the small child, he noticed he had a paper in hand.

"Ah? What's that?" He gently took the paper from the child's tiny hands, carefully holding it without his pinky touching the material. In the paper was a drawing, but not a good one. Nice effort, though.

"Look! It's me, mommy, and you!" Kiseki triumphantly showcased his drawing, which was a mess, but a cute mess. Can't blame him for his lack of sight.

"Oh, wow. Nice job, kid."

'It looks like absolute shit.'

"I hope mommy likes it!" The child giddily yelled while running around the dimly lit room, passing by a burnt chicken nugget. "Whoa, slow down kiddo. You can't see, right?"

"Dabi! Come, come! Look what I drew!" Kiseki pulled the male towards the bar stool, as least that's where he thought he was pulling him to. "Kid, wrong way." Dabi then guided him over to Shigaraki, who was holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Hm? What's that?" He took the paper from the ashy man, scanning the paper. The drawing was a bit scattered, but he could guess who were those blobs in the picture. "I'm guessing this is [Y/n]," Dabi pointed to a crooked drawing of a female holding hands with a child and a blob of blue of black. "And... this is you, and Handy man holding hands with her?" He lightly chuckled when he saw the child clap his hands in glee.