#melm0nster

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Kyori blushed slightly and giggled as she looked up at the flustered man. “Your kisses are the best~ See, it’s already starting to heal,” she chimed as she gestured to the scratch that seemed to already be healing little by little. It was actually much worse that morning but he didn’t need to know that.

“I-I’m glad.” He cleared his throat again. “Welp, I’m gonna... get back to my patrol! Yup! That’s what I was doing. Yes.” He was so awkward, someone help him.

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"This is so weeeeird!" He's not used to not having his voice. He can scream, shout, make the ground break and people die just by saying hello. Now? Now he feels weak.

Well, not weak. He's not weak. He has another quirk now and it feels kinda weird. Any other quirk would feel weird, he guesses. Not that he had any other experience with it until now, though.

"Woah. Does t always feel like this? And you, you, how do you feel? Uh actually, just whisper," though if he thinks about it, even just whispering may damage his ears further.

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“I know you said you wanted to learn how to shoot, but are you sure you want me to teach you?” Yes, he is the best of the best. Yes, he never misses a shot. But he has a quirk. He hadn’t really had to learn to shoot, as he had had to learn to use his quirk. Shooting came natural after that.

“I feel like there’s better teachers for you.”

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"Stop, stop, it hurts!" The girl was crying but tried to keep herself together.

Snickering to himself, the Villain pulled the edge of the knife away from her skin. “It hurts, it hurts!” He mimicked her, bright reds wild and looking over the damage he’d already done. “You’re not a very good Victim, are you? Screaming doesn’t do you any good yanno- Just makes me want to do it more!” With that, he pressed the edge along the length of her thigh, cutting fabric and skin in a line, down to her knee. 

“I don’t understand why I never tried this before...” Hizashi hissed, lifting a foot to lean on the chair she was tied up on, boot between her legs. He rested his elbow on that knee, and palmed his cheek while looking at the blood collected on his ‘toy’. “Civilians, Victims... You’re all just Sheep. You cry that it hurts, cry to be rescued.” He snorted, bringing the cold, blood-wet, steel up against her cheek. 

“Think- if there were less of you lot, there would be less of a need for Heroes, wouldn’t there?”

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The coffee shop was small, but warm and full of light compared to the cold and dark of the early morning outdoors. Shouta had finished his patrol for the night, needed a cup of caffeinated warmth, and some time to grade the rest of the papers due back to the students today. He always saved the more difficult set for last- the ones who wrote in tiny print, difficult for him to read. Quite a few pages of messy scrawl were among the stack, as well.

Sipping from his almost-empty cup number two, the bell rang to signify someone else had entered, and a tired gaze lifted from Kasumi Bakugo's little letters to see who else was up this early.

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Aizawa was strolling down the city sidewalks with his hands tucked into his pockets. His eyes were fixed forward and his thoughts kind of messy. There had been a commotion blocks away about an hour ago. A commotion that he had started. A hero had been attacked by a mysterious villain and had to be rushed to the emergency room.

Aizawa, had been that mysterious villain. Aizawa Shouta, pro hero, teacher at UA, a rather respected man to those who knew him. However, those who knew him didn’t know him as much as they should.

He continued down the block playing an ignorant off duty pro hero that was simply heading home.