[ Tanceda pl (plural) of tacendum; the neuter of the gerundive of tacere, meaning "to be silent", or "Things that are best left unsaid" ]
Human is many things. A killer, A lover, A hero, and so on. Each different from others with their own set of goals.
[Y/N] [L/N], A Name long forgotten. Just a small dot amongst thousands of thousands people in earth. Insignificant, not important. And no one even remember that name existed.
[N/N] however, is a different story. A simple nickname that rings 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, bestowed to A Singular person who can paint a town red if given enough money to appeal them.
𝘈 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, people will always be reminded. [N/N] is no villain, but A mercenary. Doing the most heinous of A crime, all for the exchange of some cash. Flawlessly he'll do his job, and failure will results in death.
So when one of their commission required them to get into U.A high school, nothing told them that to do so, he actually needs to socialize.
Class 1-A students looked curiously at the late new students at the front of the class. For some reason, the new student's [E/C] colored eyes looked somehow unsettling.
"I'm [Y/N] [L/N], it is nice to meet you all."
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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