Y/N has a Quirk that allows her to control time. She can speed it up, slow it down, stop it for a while, and predict the future. The worst part is that her power is getting stronger, and despite her age, she still has a problem controlling it. So wh...
Standing in front of the mirror, with a smile on your face you brushed a bit your disheveled hair. The shirt was still too big, but you couldn't help it. Now you should look for Toshinori.
Only which room belonged to him? One of the other three on this floor? Or maybe this one, which door you saw downstairs? A normal person would just go and search other rooms, but you, telling yourself that it was for training, repeated what you did earlier. Well, your Quirk told you it was that room downstairs.
You were a little cold, and when goosebumps appeared on your skin, you couldn't stop shaking a bit. You embraced yourself and slowly walked to the door. Suddenly you realized that it was still early morning and Toshinori is probably still sleeping. Should I wake him up or wait until he gets up by himself?, you thought. But after a while, you thought that such information cannot wait. You must tell him about it as soon as possible. So you pressed the handle and went inside.
The room was half-dark. The semi-closed sun blinds did their job perfectly. Toshinori's bedroom wasn't that big, it was narrow and long. To the right of the door, you could see a double bed, a bit too big for such a small and fragile person as Toshinori. In spite of the partial darkness you could see his sleeping figure; the duvet, which should cover him, hung from the bed and looked as if it was about to fall to the ground.
You walked slowly to the man, in the meantime wondering how you should wake him up. Should I say something? It's probably the best option, you thought.
"Um ... Toshinori-san?" You spoke in an undertone, which unfortunately didn't wake him up. So you sighed quietly and added a little louder. "Toshinori-san?"
A bit annoyed by another unsuccessful attempt, you almost shouted:
"Toshinori-san, can you wake up, please?"
Nothing, failure again. It was the worst scenario. You were hoping to wake him up with only your words and if that won't work, you said it would be best if you actually waited for him to get up by himself.
So why you didn't do it?
You stood over him, staring at his sleeping face again, unable to get rid of this impression that you know this man from somewhere. Are you sure you have never met this guy? Well, Toshinori himself denied it, but ... something was wrong.
Before you realized what you were doing, you instinctively leaned over him to get a better look at his face. It was narrow and very slim, with slightly sunken eyes, under which you saw circles. His disheveled blond hair gently fell to his forehead and you did not know why you stretched your hand towards him as if this man wasn't a complete stranger to you as if you had permission to touch him. Carefully, you knelt on the bed on one leg to reach him.
But before your fingers could touch his forehead, Toshinori moved and grabbed your hand, pulling you tightly, which made you squeal like a little mouse. Before you could react, you were laying with him in his bed, now immobilized by his arm around your waist. He was completely unconscious! He's still sleeping!!!, you screamed in your mind, trying to break free from his grip and not to wake him up while doing so. Why such a skinny man has so much strength?, you thought. You took a deep breath and calmed down a little. What now? You can't just stay in here with some strange guy you've known for several hours! You had to do something.
