•Overhaul's POV•
I had been waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting. For her to come back. But she didn't.
Did she forget about me?
.......
I'm still here, waiting.
I can't wait any longer.
I had been sat on this damned "bed" for at least a few days, and there had been no more visitors. No more news.
Nothing.
It was as if I had been abandoned by the Yakuza, as if I had been forgotten. After all my work? That was impossible. Surely.
Unless they are only after saving their own lazy asses, in which case, when I do break myself out of here, they will pay a suitable price.
What if Y/N actually left Japan?
Would she have really left me here?
Unlikely, right?
I had my hopes up that she would come back, slicing her way through the guards and freeing me from this dump. It wasn't fitted for someone as intelligent as myself. Someone who deserved better, after all, I had the power to free someone of their dreadful quirk.
A quirk that they didn't ask for nor need. However, obviously there would be a few bumps in the road to victory. To taking down those who defy me.
I would include Y/N in that mix of defiance, however she managed to do my work for me and rid of it herself. Though, thinking about it now, it's disappointing to think that I didn't get the honours.
Still, laying back on this bed and thinking about the choices I've made, I truly regret none. Nothing. Its all for the end result of omnipotence.
......
Though, I do hope Y/N is at least missing me a little bit.