Discover Top Posts Tagged with #mha think

Think: Chapter Eighty-Five: Kobura’s Sacrifice

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction by Agent ARK 88

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fan fiction using characters and settings from My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not claim any ownership of characters present in this piece that are owned and created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not own My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia.

Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Warnings: This work contains mild language, violence, and blood.

Please be aware this piece is in second person perspective, following my original character, Think, Anna Kokoro, who is a transfer student from America.

Chapter Eighty-Five: Kobura’s Sacrifice

You had a weird lunch with Kobura that evening on the school roof. Your heart thundered in your chest after the intimate interaction. All he had done was nuzzle his face against yours, and it had your heart doing somersaults. He had apologized to you, rightfully so, but it didn’t make you feel any better. Even if he had a hand in you being forced to go to this school, it was ultimately you, or really your parents, that had gotten you sent here, not him.

You wondered if Kobura had something he needed to do with The League of Villains. Should you have stopped him from leaving then? Was it your responsibility to stop him anymore? Technically, you still had a provisional hero license. It was never taken from you. You should act in a critical time of danger. Were you really in danger when Kobura was with you? The immediate answer that came to mind was “no.”

Something felt wrong. You couldn’t place your finger on it. You were restless the remainder of the day. Kobura having left shouldn’t have provoked such a gutturally uneasy response. He’d be back like he always was, cocky grin in place tomorrow. Still, it didn’t sit well that he wouldn’t be taking you home.

It was quiet on the walk home, foreboding. The sky had gone gray. The wind aggressively tore through your clothing. A chill ran through you. Flecks of rain splattered across your ruddy cheeks, suggesting a more volatile storm was on the horizon.

By the time you reached your house, the rain had picked up. You didn’t own an umbrella, so you weren’t able to shield yourself from the onslaught that fell from the sky. The best you could manage was hooking your jacket over your head, but it did little to keep your clothes from getting soaked.

As you made it up the stairs to your house, you froze on the final step. The door had been left ajar. You and your parents never forgot to lock it. Your heartrate increased. Emoticon was dead. Kobura kept The League of Villains from coming after you. Could this be a new threat? Did someone else have a reason to attack you?

Your quirk vibrated in your skull. You reached out with your mind, finding your parents’ thoughts first. They shouldn’t have been home.

What do they want with us? your mother’s frantic thoughts flittered into your mind first.

Fear erupted in your chest, and you slowly edged the door open.

How could they have found us? your father’s panicked question came next.

You stepped across the threshold as quietly as you could. Your attention landed on your parents’ shoes. They had come home early. This break-in must have happened after they’d gotten into the house safely. You reached your quirk out again to gain some more details before coming into contact with the threat.

This is for Sweet Anna. It’s not for you. It’s always been for her. You need to do this for her, Kobura’s thoughts hit you like a fist to the face.

You never thought Doku would go this far. You thought he would have stopped The League of Villains if it came to this, came to them threatening you or your family again. Instead, he was working with them to kidnap you. He had to be if he was standing in your house now. He was the only one that knew you were living here.

You rushed forward, realizing your mistake far too late. Your ankle caught on a tripwire, invisible to the naked eye and unexpected in your new house. A mechanism triggered. Several shots fired from all directions. You hadn’t been ready for it, but you managed to catch some of the projectiles out of the air with your quirk. Pain burst in your thigh and your upper arm. Kobura’s burs, ones laced with his venom had pierced your skin. Your face blanched. You pulled them out with your quirk, but already felt the venom working its way through your system, numbing your quirk.

You spotted Toga and Twice first. Actually, two Togas. One Toga had your mother by the throat, pressing her against the kitchen counter. Twice frantically looked between you and her.

“It’s not what it looks like! It’s definitely what it looks like,” Twice said.

Anger and betrayal lingered in your reddening vision. Your focus panned over. Your father had a knife to his throat, and Kobura was the one holding it there.

“What are you doing?! Get away from my parents!” you screamed at him.

“Finally, you’re home,” Kobura hissed out. “Tie her up. These two don’t have quirks. It’s actually laughable how little security this place has. We must have caught a lucky break. If our target had been at that other school, we would have had Pro Heroes to deal with.”

Toga looked at you. Regret tightened her expression. “I’m really sorry about this,” she whispered. “We’re doing this for your own good.”

“Don’t do this,” you warned her. You lowered your stance. Kobura’s venom had trickled through your bloodstream, clouding your senses. A fever burned your forehead.

Toga came at you with a knife, a telegraphed attack. You didn’t understand what they were doing, but you were not going to let them threaten your parents like this, kidnap you in front of them. You didn’t want to go with them. Kobura knew that all you wanted was to be a hero, not a vigilante or a villain. Taking you wouldn’t solve your problems.

You easily evaded Toga’s first slash.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Toga murmured after another attack.

“Stop this!” Your vision blurred. You should have been prepared for Kobura’s trap. You would be able to fight if you had.

“Did you really think we would just stop pursuing her if you took her out of U.A.? Our goal wasn’t the school; it was the individual. You only made it easier for us to get to her,” Kobura snapped at your father.

Your father’s knees buckled. His whole body was shaking. Kobura put pressure into the blade at his throat. “T-take her! You’re right. We can’t fight you! Please, we don’t want this to get any more violent,” your father begged.

The air left your lungs. Your father couldn’t be serious. The whole point of changing schools was for your protection… But, you had never believed that yourself. You knew removing you from U.A. was for them, your parents. It didn’t make it hurt any less that your father would give you up like that right in front of you.

Toga stabbed at you again, and you hooked her arm, slapping the knife out of her fingertips. She huffed, face reddening.

“I’m not even trying, Anna,” she whispered in frustration. She pulled free another knife hidden on her person.

You staggered back from her in a venom-soaked daze. You gritted your teeth. What were they thinking? This wasn’t going to make things better. You held your stance up as best as you could. The next slash through the air clipped your arm. You stumbled back, tripping over your own feet. You hit the ground, catching yourself with your hands. Toga leapt on top of you. She pulled your hands back, and she had your hands bound within seconds.

Kobura sadistically chuckled. Toga forced you up to your knees to face your father, and the back of Kobura. There was no sign of the fake student you’d gotten to know, the sweet Kobura that had spent days with you. His school uniform had been replaced by his villain costume. Cold black leather was draped around his tense form. He’d left his hood partially on, but he’d dragged down his mask, so he could bare his fangs at your trembling father.

The burning of tears met your eyes. You had trusted him. How could Kobura do this to you? You stifled a strangled sob by clenching your jaw shut. Kobura glanced back at you. You saw the pain in his eyes, despite his villainous grin.

“Why are you doing this?” you pleaded.

Kobura winced, but he made it look like he was adjusting his grip on your father. “By taking her out of U.A., all you did was piss us off. Did you really think we didn’t know where she was? You spat into our faces by trying to hide. We won’t just take her. We need to teach you a lesson,” Kobura said. “No matter where you run, we will find you. As long as she is with you, there is nowhere you can hide.”

“Please, let us live. We thought you were after the school and that’s why you had pursued our daughter. It was an honest mistake!” Your father’s face was a bright crimson. His brown eyes were wet with tears.

“That school was the only thing keeping her out of our reach!” Kobura jostled your father.

“We’re sorry! Please! Tell us what you need! We can get it for you!”

“What we need is a little respect. We’re not to be taken lightly. To think, this whole thing could have been avoided had you just kept her in U.A.. It’s just so sad, isn’t it? We had no need to come for either of you, as you’re just her parents, but I’m so damn angry about your arrogance, I think I want to cut out your heart.” Kobura moved the blade of his knife down to your father’s chest.

Your father’s eyes widened. “We didn’t know! Please! Please! Just take her, and we promise to disappear!” your father pleaded again.

Your mother was a puddle of tears in the other Toga’s grip. “Let us go. We didn’t know,” your mother mimicked your father in her pleas.

Your head throbbed in pain. It was hard to breathe. Your quirk sparked, but it never went ablaze.

“Stop,” you begged. “Please.” You didn’t know what exactly you wanted to stop. You didn’t want to hear your parents serve you up on a platter to the villains. You didn’t want to endure whatever this was any longer. It was painful. It hurt you in more ways than one.

“Just take her!” both of your parents shrieked simultaneously.

“Stop!” your scream echoed through the small house. Your quirk shot out from your body, sending a ripple of energy shaking through the house and knocking Toga off of you. You staggered to your feet, rushing for Kobura and your father.

Kobura’s hand shot out, grabbing you by your brown school uniform. His toxic green eyes examined you, drinking you in like it was the last time he’d see you. He sighed, shaking his head. “Stand down. You know your quirk is nullified by mine. It entered your blood as soon as those projectiles punctured your skin. You can’t do anything for them. They’ve done this to themselves,” Kobura said coldly.

“Why?” you asked. Your bottom lip quivered. Why was he doing this? He was the only one that was helping you keep it together here, and he was betraying you. “I thought…”

Kobura turned away from you. He shoved you back into the waiting arms of Twice, who dragged you back over to where you’d been laying. The sudden burst of your quirk was once again trapped by Kobura’s. You weakly struggled against your binds.

The front door exploded. Everyone’s attention snapped in the direction of the entryway. Instinctively, Twice released you, letting out a small girlish shriek of his own. Around the corner appeared three familiar faces: Katsuki Bakugo, Hitoshi Shinso, and Shoto Todoroki.

“The police are already on their way. Surrender peacefully,” Shoto said.

Twice’s hands shot up in surrender. Toga swatted them back down.

Out of the corner of your eyes you spotted movement. You twisted back, and you watched in horror as Kobura shifted his weight, slamming your father to the ground. You watched the air leave your father. He gasped, sputtering to gain traction again, only for Kobura to trap him beneath his knee.

“What are a couple of U.A. students going to do if I don’t surrender?” Kobura asked.

Your face blanched. Kobura couldn’t possibly think he’d take on all three of your former classmates, some of the most powerful ones no less. There was no reason for him to taunt them like that, unless… The realization hit you like a semi-truck. Kobura kept repeating U.A. deliberately while he was threatening your parents. He kept pushing the idea that what they’d done was a mistake. Your U.A. classmates showing up at this exact moment to rescue you was probably no coincidence either. He’d planned this. Doku Kobura wasn’t trying to betray you. He was trying to get you back into U.A. the only way that he thought you’d be able to accept it.

Your eyes widened as Kobura glanced at you, meeting your stare. A small smile appeared on his face. The sound of sirens echoed in the distance. You forced yourself up on wobbling legs. Shoto reached you. He froze the ropes binding you, shattering them to get you free with just a small tug.

“Easy,” Shoto warned. “You’re being affected by a quirk. Take it easy.” He supported your weak body.

Your gaze didn’t move from Kobura, barely seeing the action around you. Shinso launched his capture weapon at the Toga holding your mother hostage. The binds sliced through the clone as soon as he tugged back, leaving behind a gray goopy mess. Your mother dropped to the ground, covering her head.

Toga and Twice exchanged a look, drawing their weapons, but not attacking. They watched Kobura expectantly. Bakugo was assessing the room. His eyes darted between the villains. His hands popped off small explosions. There were two hostages. You knew him well enough that he was trying to find a way to blast himself straight to Kobura before he could do more damage to your father.

“Go,” Kobura said, breaking the moment of silence. The word fell from his lips subtly, as if he could have been addressing just about anyone in the room or just whispering it to himself. His smile had all but disappeared.

Toga and Twice tensed. They heard him, but it was clear by their expressions that this was not part of the plan.

“BioVirus, we’re not just going to leave. We can—” Toga started.

“Go!” Kobura shouted with more force.

Bakugo took their hesitation as his chance to spring forward. In a single blast, he’d reached Kobura. His palm swung around, but Doku ducked beneath it. He pulled something free from his costume, launching it at the window. In the next breath, the side of the house has exploded, blasting glass and dust over everyone.

Shoto shielded you with his own body, and you were forced to take cover too. By the time you were able to get out from Shoto’s protective grip, Toga and Twice had already sprung out of the hole in the side of the house. Toga skipped a step or two outside, before she looked back toward Kobura.

“I’ll be fine! Go!” Doku yelled out to her.

“The hell you will, villain!” Bakugo snapped. Bakugo grabbed Kobura by the neck, shoving him into the wall which cracked under the force.

Kobura brought a knife up, skillfully slicing at Bakugo’s arm to make him release. Kobura dropped from the wall when Bakugo clutched his arm to his chest in pain. Unexpectedly, Kobura moved away from your father and farther into the room, rather than toward his only exit.

Toga had bolted. Her hesitation had been extinguished by Kobura’s words. Shoto and Shinso made a move to pursue the retreating villains, having secured both you and your mother’s safety, only for Kobura to send two knives careening out in front of them both in warning. Shinso retreated back to your mother, creating a barrier between her and Kobura. Shoto took another step in the direction of the window, and Kobura sent a knife straight at him this time. The blade barely missed Todoroki due to his quick reflexes. The three boys’ attention had set on Kobura.

Red lights began to flash outside, filling the room with an eerie pulsing glow. You forced yourself to your feet. Your quirk started to blossom within your mind again. Kobura locked eyes with you. Your hair started to lift as your quirk rumbled through your skull.

“Why?!” you croaked out toward Kobura again.

Kobura only gave you a sad smile. For you, his thoughts flooded your senses. For your dream. You hadn’t even known you’d been reaching out with your mind, but his thoughts came to you as clearly as if he were speaking.

Bakugo crashed into Kobura, blasting him into the ground and holding him there. “Stay down, you bastard.”

Kobura didn’t fight back this time. He’d done what he wanted to do. He’d convinced your parents what he needed to, and his friends had gotten away. He sacrificed his freedom for yours, and he had settled himself to that fate.

The police flooded into the room. Todoroki pulled you behind him as they began to ask questions. To your surprise, Endeavor, Heart of Hearts, and Midoriya came in shortly after. Endeavor looked furious, scanning over the remnants of damage. His attention focused on the gaping hole in the wall, and his flaming facial hair flared in anger. Your parents were taken outside to the ambulance. Kobura was cuffed. A mask containment unit was latched around his face to keep his quirk from infecting the officers, and the metal dug into his cheeks. He didn’t fight back. He didn’t argue. He just let them take him.

You wiped away tears, pushing past Todoroki and forgetting he had been a barrier between you and the police. Kobura didn’t need to do this for you. He shouldn’t have needed to make that sacrifice for you. You froze as the police looked down at you, unmoving.

“E-excuse me,” you said. “I have to—”

Your eyes trailed toward the door. A hand fell onto your shoulder, and you shivered. You glanced back. Shinso tightened his fingers to hold you where you were. He shook his head.

“Please, allow me to escort her to the ambulance. She needs medical attention before anything else,” Shinso said to the police.

You balled your fists at your sides. Shinso guided you out. By the time this all transpired, Kobura was already being driven away in the back of the law enforcement vehicle. It was too late for you to do anything for him now. Your parents had been attended to, and they were now speaking with a few officers some distance away. The paramedics checked you over, assisting with new and old scars.

“Where did you get these?” one of the paramedics asked as he pointed out a few old cuts.

“I’m not sure,” you said honestly. It could have been from weeks ago while at U.A., or it could have been from the bullies. There was no way for you to discern each bruise, scar, and cut from the other.

“She was a student at U.A. not too long ago,” Shinso explained, practically reading your mind. His presence loomed near yours. His jaw was tight, and his muscles were tensed. His attention had focused in the direction of where the police car with Kobura had left, but it slowly drifted back toward you.

The paramedic nodded in understanding, either accepting your explanation as the truth or understanding you weren’t willing to discuss the injuries further.

Bakugo and Shoto charged out of the house, practically fighting over each other to get to you.

“You’ve been out here in this part of Japan this whole time?” Bakugo snapped. “Mr. Aizawa said you’d transferred to another school, but this shithole of a place?”

“It’s not like it was my choice,” you mumbled.

“Yeah? Did your parents finally get what they wanted? I know for a fact Aizawa and you wouldn’t have let that happen, not without a fight anyway,” Bakugo continued. His voice was angry, but his expression was worried.

Your eyes suddenly widened. Your attention moved back to Shinso. “You didn’t tell them?” you asked.

Shinso glanced away. “I didn’t feel like an explanation to everyone mattered. I only had pieces of the story myself. Mr. Aizawa said that you transferred. That should have been enough of an explanation."

Bakugo grabbed Shinso by the shoulder of his costume. “You saw what had happened and didn’t think to tell me, Brain Drain?”

“Why should I have told you? You had enough information to figure it out yourself. And, last time I checked, we weren’t friends.” Shinso rolled his eyes, abruptly giving Bakugo a knowing grin. “Might as well admit to her now how worried you were, storming around like a child and tearing apart U.A. because of how upset you were to find out she was gone. Or, are you too embarrassed to share that information? Just because you’re emotionally stunted doesn’t mean you get to grab me whenever you damn please.” Shinso peeled Bakugo’s hand off of him.

Bakugo lifted his lip into a snarl, settling into a clenched jaw. He didn’t argue with Shinso after he’d asked the questions, probably aware he’d control his mind.

“You could have reached out,” Shoto offered as a gentler suggestion to you, barely breaking the tension.

You gulped, thinking about the weeks you’d been trapped in your dark room with nothing more than your homework and own thoughts to entertain you. “No, I couldn’t have.” You looked down in shame. You had wanted desperately to reach out to all of your classmates, but you couldn’t. You weren’t given a phone, and your new school had locked all social media sites on the computers. When you tried to use your quirk, you weren’t able to reach anyone either.

Shoto’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t have time to ask anything else because the Pro Heroes had started closing in around the ambulance.

“Shoto,” Endeavor’s voice growled out in warning. “I’ve told you that it is unacceptable to abandon your team while on patrol. This was not an exception of this rule.”

“I did not abandon the patrol. My classmate was in danger,” Shoto responded, barely giving his father a second glance.

Endeavor’s facial hair burst into a roaring fire. “Are you not listening to me, Shoto?! You deliberately disobeyed protocol a second time!”

“I left the lame ass patrol too,” Bakugo said gruffly. His crimson gaze set on Endeavor. “We were looking to do some real hero work, and we found it. Not sure why you’re so pissed about that.”

“To be fair, I also didn’t follow the rules,” Midoriya worriedly muttered behind the Pro Hero.

Endeavor peered around him in displeasure. His piercing blue eyes stabbed at whatever weakness he could spot. Rage boiled under his skin, and the temperature around him climbed to dangerous heights. Then, he was glaring at you.

Shoto blocked his father’s path in a single stride. A cool breeze rushed over your skin, as Shoto used his quirk to keep the temperature around you comfortable. Shoto’s height alone kept Endeavor’s wrathful gaze from meeting your much more timid one.

Shinso cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably behind you. “I also failed to stick to the mission.”

Heart of Hearts swooped in, gliding ahead of her Pro Hero boss without flinching. Her dark skin glistened with sweat, but her easy smile could have quelled the angriest of souls. “The work-study students received a threatening communication from the villains,” Hearts explained. “Shinso managed to effectively and quickly express this to me, before he sprung heroically into action. As the threatening message was endangering a former classmate of his, I would have never expected Shinso to standby after receiving such a devastating communication. I only assume that your three work-study students had received the same. I believe they acted as Pro Heroes should have in this type of situation.” Hearts promptly straightened. “Should you wish to pass judgement or punishment, I believe that I am the one who should receive such scrutiny on Shinso’s behalf, as I immediately encouraged his pursuit,” she added.

Endeavor’s cold glare bore into Heart of Hearts. His fires dimmed and flickered with less aggression. “What message?” Endeavor asked through gritted teeth.

Midoriya handed over his phone with little hesitation. “We all received the text message in a new group chat labeled…” Midoriya cleared his throat. “I’m not sure that it matters much, but it was labeled: Wannabe Heroes. BioVirus sent over Anna Kokoro’s name, and her current location, then he proceeded to text over the threats, indicating that it didn’t matter where she was, he planned to find her, attack her, and kidnap her. He also went as far as to say that her removal from U.A. had pissed him off, as he thought they were insulting his talents by thinking they could just hide her in a normal school.” Midoriya continued to ramble on about the details of the messages.

Your face paled the more that Midoriya spoke. The communication had only been sent to the students in your class associated with Endeavor’s agency. You could only assume from that information that Kobura wanted the Pro Heroes to show up too, which meant he intended to be caught regardless if the police had shown up in time.

Endeavor scrolled through Midoriya’s phone, his expression hardening. “Don’t you think it would have been wiser to inform me of these threats, before you recklessly abandoned our current patrol?” Endeavor asked his three work-study students.

“Would you have allowed us to rescue her if we did?” Bakugo snapped back.

“That wasn’t the question,” Endeavor sternly replied.

Endeavor shoved the phone back into Midoriya’s hands. Midoriya stumbled back from the force.

“Bakugo is right. If we would have told you about what was going on, you wouldn’t have allowed us to go,” Shoto said.

“Of course I wouldn’t have, this could have easily been an elaborate trap. There are protocols for this kind of thing for a reason. Who knows what would have happened had you provisional-licensed heroes been the only ones that had shown up?” Endeavor clenched his jaw.

“It wouldn’t have mattered who showed up. He would have turned himself in regardless,” you mumbled absentmindedly.

“What?” Endeavor growled out.

Your muscles coiled as everyone’s eyes were suddenly on you. You shook your head. “BioVirus seemed to understand he wasn’t going to get out of this one unscathed, so he didn’t fight his capture. I don’t think he intended to try to run once any kind of hero showed up.” It wasn’t a lie, but it might as well had been.

You had finally put it all together. Kobura had asked Toga and Twice to come with him, so they became an active threat once he was arrested. Based on Toga’s expression when she left, and her and Twice’s general hesitation after Kobura told them to run, they had no idea what he’d been planning. Kobura’s showboat performance in front of your parents was only to push them toward putting you back into U.A.. But, figuring out why he did what he did, did not make you feel any better about it. He risked his reputation among the villains and, more importantly, his freedom by getting Toga and Twice involved. You’d met Shigaraki. If he ever figured out Kobura had used The League of Villains for his own gain, he would disintegrate Kobura without a second thought.

“Anna,” Bakugo murmured. He nudged you with his grenade gauntlet. “You still on earth, Big Brain?” he asked.

You shook yourself out of your own thoughts. Endeavor turned away from the group, taking his anger with him. He must have heard enough. Heart of Hearts followed after him, schmoozing her way into his good graces to hopefully calm him down.

“I…” Your mouth went dry, and you became unsteady on your legs.

Bakugo clumsily grabbed you, on account of his clunky gear, before you collapsed. “Shit!” he shouted. “What the hell, Big Brain?”

Shoto and Shinso rushed to your side, helping you sit on the curb.

“Is it residual toxins from BioVirus?” Shoto asked.

“Is your quirk draining your energy?” Shinso asked right after.

“N-no,” you stuttered out. You frowned, but then you gave a weak smile after figuring it out that this was probably nothing more than the adrenaline finally leaving your body. “I think this might just be a normal reaction to stress. It all hit me at once, you know?”

The hair on the back of your neck stood on end as you heard the familiar footfalls of your father coming in your direction. You lifted your head, shivering. You watched your father cross the road over to you. Your mother was not far behind him. Both of them looked disheveled and wary. When they came a few feet from Shoto and Shinso, they stopped.

Your father adjusted his work uniform, then he combed back his black hair with his trembling fingers. He cleared his throat.

“You managed to rescue my daughter yet again,” your father slowly said. He appeared to be addressing Bakugo, Shinso, and Shoto based on his flittering stare. “I suppose I should thank you.”

Bakugo scoffed. “That would be a start.”

A vein pulsed in your father’s forehead, and you winced. You shifted uncomfortably in your place, and you waited. You waited for your father to tell you to get up and go back into that horrid dark room. You waited for him to scream at you for not being home sooner. You waited for the worst. Your father balled a fist at his side. His jaw tightened.

“I think quirks are a poison to our society, and my opinion of them has not changed,” your father said bluntly. “But, I suppose I have no choice but to relinquish my daughter’s protection to the very thing I despise.” Your father bowed, but it was barely a bend worth mentioning. “I hope that you will continue to look after my daughter, as I am but a normal human citizen. Your hard work is recognized even if I do not support what you heroes do. At this point, the police cannot provide the protection they have promised.” Your father straightened. “Anna,” he said sternly.

You stood, despite having just almost passed out. “Yes.”

Your father glanced back at your mother just before addressing you again. “We will be re-enrolling you into U.A.. We will be disappearing for the time being. The police have found us a much more suitable option for our situation. That is all I can say for now. We will be in touch when necessary.” Your father walked forward.

Shinso and Shoto didn’t move, not allowing your father a moment alone with you. But, all your father did was place a hand on your shoulder.

“We were not cursed with your abilities, and we don’t have the means to protect you. U.A. is the safest place for you. They should have done a better job explaining that to me, before I removed you, but there’s no reason to dwell on that now. Stay safe, Anna. We will return when our safety is ensured to see you again.” Your father turned away, and it took all the strength in your little body not to just buckle in relief.

Your mother gave you a kiss on your forehead and said her farewell. Then, they left. No more discussions. No more arguments. Kobura’s plan to get you back into U.A. worked. His sacrifice meant you could pursue your dream again.

The police interrogation was overwhelming, but you managed to get through it without saying much. Since Kobura never said anything to you, it was all speculation, and you refrained from mentioning it to the police. Kobura had been stalking you for most of your time in Japan, so it wasn’t suspicious to the police that he had targeted you. You were back in your old dorm within the week, but things had changed. You had changed.

#mha think

Trending Tags

Recently Viewed Tags

#mha think