"W-w-what do you want from me?" Midoriya speaks with fear. Not exactly fear of who the strange man is or what might happen, its a feeling of being hunted. Feeling as though hes just a small prey that could be devoured any second by the predator. Pure survival instincts. "Oh nothing really.." The man starts "its not what I want from you, but what I can offer you." Slowly approaching the green haired boy shigaraki leans down and picks up something that caught his eye. "This yours?" He carefully inspects the bloodied blade as it glistens in the small light the trees provided. The man then quickly glances at midoriya looking him up and down until he narrows his eyes on the blood dripping from his wrist. "Ah.. Ill make you a... Proposition. You tell me all the little secrets of this stupid school and I'll let all youre deepest desires come true." With that he smiled smugly and offers the small boy the blade back. "Whats in it for me?" Midorya spoke, fear no longer in his voice.
"Revenge."
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Fanfiction"D-deku? DEKU!" I heard kacchan screaming my name, but it was just a blur. "K-kacchan" I Breathed. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Just read it already
