With original illustrations.
"You are not the ones who decide my future, I am!"
Mizuki Masuda is a girl with a difficult past that haunts her...
She lost her parents in a fire at the age of 7 and with such a dangerous quirk in her hands, no one want...
This chapter may seem confusing so I'll tell you right here. In the previous chapter, Monoma used Mizuki's fear against her, right? So here, he will go through the downside of her quirk, that is, access some of her memories, see the things she saw and feel her pain.
And I don't know... self-harming warning?
. . .
"Ugh..." I opened my eyes, trying to see in all that darkness while my vision was all blurred. I sit on that wet, cold floor and look around in confusion, trying to understand or at least remember why I was there. Then I get up but fall to the floor again when I feel an immense pain in my stomach.
'So... hungry...' I clutch my stomach trying to make the pain go, but it never seemed to go away. Then I finally notice the clothes I was wearing and the size of my small hands. 'Is this a... dress?' I widen my eyes, looking at the filthy gray dress over my body, and then I see red hair in front of my eyes. 'M-My hair...'
'Red hair.' I stop to think and then see a mirror on the wall a few feet from me. I practically drag myself, because of all the pain I was feeling over my body. My head hurt, my eyes were still blurry and tired, my stomach twisted with hunger and my muscles seemed to want to just give up. Finally arriving in front of the mirror, I widen my eyes when I see familiar bright green eyes, however tired and lifeless... and a messy and dirty red hair.
(I was going to draw it digitally, but I think this fits better...)
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'That's...'
"Too bad, isn't it?" I get shocked hearing her voice, but slightly distorted.
'What's going on...' I look around weakly, still kneeling on the dirty floor. "W-What?" I ask hoarsely and cough, feeling my throat hurt.
"You being stuck here. A pity, isn't it?" the strange voice replies as I continue to look for where it was coming from. "I'm behind you."
Then I turn around, eyes widening when I see what seemed to be her own shadow, smiling disturbingly, watching me with those white, empty big eyes. I froze without understanding what the hell was going on and why I felt so scared and... sad.
"You could end this suffering." the shadow catches my eye and starts walking towards me as I try to get away from it.
"Oh... are you scared?" the shadow asks as I feel my lungs running out of air and my heart start racing.
