don't let the title fool you; this is certainly not a love story.

❝ My past has tasted bitter For years now. ❞ As he held the gun, he asked the young man on the floor who was bleeding to death. "Would you like me to kill you, or would you want to suffer for about five more minutes?" The man nodded his head. "P-please, kill me." ❝ The blood on my hands scares me to death. ❞ The dark hair colored man shot the blonde man. He was smiling, while his eyes were filled with such satisfying joy. His finger kept pressing on the trigger as more bullets pierced into the dead body when a orange hair man kicked the gun out of his hands. ❝ I'll be good, I'll be good. ❞ His eyes were the same as your father's. You were a mere 15 year old when you have met your savior. The man who comforted you, and became your salvation. His white bandages, the way his eyes would glisten when he talked to you, and his strong arms wrapped around you. Will he become a good man if he stays in the mafia? Will he find what he achieves? You wondered. All you wanted was his happiness. [ Finished. ] No.1 on Kunikida; 03/26/22.

In all your thousands of years being alive you never once thought of being a hero or being in love. Then the government makes you go to the best hero school in all of Japan. After the sports festival you're forced to go intern at a government hero agency where you meet a cute but flirty young hero. He makes you embarrassed but also feel safe with him near you. What is this bubbly feeling you get around him? You don't know but you definitely like it. ___NOTES___ ⚠️THIS IS A STORY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES! 18+ ⚠️ ♡Reader is female ♡fluff, few fight scenes, possible lemon later on ♡love rival {Shota Aizawa} ♡Aizawa, Yamada, and Kayama are aged down {I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR ANY OF THE ART!} COMPLETED: August 8, 2020