In which the fandom kills me (Finphie/Sophintan Oneshots)

Update! Woohoo!

I like to burn. 

I watch the flames flicker and turn and rage.

They make me feel safer.

It doesn't matter now, does it? I mean, it's not like I did any harm. Just a few lighters flicked on in the middle of the night, a fire here and there. I never hurt anyone, that certainly wasn't my intention. 

Fintan and I are somewhat alike in that way. 

Let's start from the beginning. I didn't know I was a Pyrokinetic. I thought it was normal, in fact. I thought being drawn to fire was completely normal. I thought fire was my life. It was my way of expressing. 

I didn't think it would happen like this. Never.

Maybe our beginnings were different, I'm not sure. But both of us raged out of control, and hurt people. 

The Neverseen didn't start the fires. I did. 

I... didn't base this off of my own experiences. Not at all, noooo