β’Y/N POVβ’
The nightmares have continued.
That shape-shifter was still in my mind.
That email from the strangely named male was still in my mind.
Kai was in my mind.
It's as if my mind is against me, trying to scare me into believing that I'll be unsafe anywhere that I go. But, is that really the case? Can I not be safe when I go to England? It'll surely be a different world, but it may help me get used to being just an ordinary, quirkless human. Maybe, just maybe, they could find a cure.
Or so I hope.
After giving Kai that letter, it had sent my brain in to overdrive and I haven't slept since, granted, it's only been a couple of days, but I just don't know where to begin when I move.
Maybe it's the cowardly move.
To run.
Maybe I should stay and face my demons.
To fight.
Maybe it's better if I stay with Kai.
To love.
But I know he doesn't feel as strongly for me as he does his work. I will always be second-best, even if I have supported him all the way, up until now. I can support him in killing an innocent hero. Midoriya... really doesn't deserve this treatment, a simply boy who wants to help those in need. Instead, he's being treated as if he's the villain.
Boarding the flight tomorrow evening is the least of my worries, I'm more afraid of how Overhaul will react when I'm gone. If he'll even react. I don't know what to think, what to hope for, what to expect.
Expect the unexpected.
Though, I don't expect him to somehow, magically, break free from the high-security prison that holds All-For-One. Surely, if he can't break free, nobody can, right?
He's the most powerful villain of all time, it would simply be logic. He almost beat One-For-All, an equal to him, if he is barely able to defeat that ruthless villain, nobody else can.
I'm just glad he's locked up, especially after his threat.
As I lie there in my plush bed, I stare at the ceiling and wonder:
What would life have been like without Kai? Without a distraction from my everlasting dream of being a hero? Without him destroying that dream? Without him destroying my entire life?
PING
An email makes itself known, and I sit up. Who do I expect? Kai? The psychiatrist? I haven't heard from either of them for at least a few days, due to the tight security of Overhaul's prison and the psychiatrist's filled up schedule.
I make my way off the bed slowly, begrudgingly, and sit at my desk within the University (that, by the way, I still haven't completed). Opening the laptop, I notice it from that same presumed-male person:
To @Y/N
I know you miss me now, and I you,
L/N F/N. It's just a shame you picked him over me. Your true lover. How dare you? You owe me a life.
I expect to receive that within the week, here's the address for this repayment:
XX XXXXXXXXX XXXXX.
Your admirer,
Me.
@πππ΅ π―πππππ