Mavis' pov
"But I said to Eri I would dance in the festival..." Deku mumbled. I watched from afar how Mina kicked Deku out from the dance performance. He would help the others with the effects, swinging Aoyama over the others while he uses his quirk.
"Mavis," I turned my head to my left, facing Todoroki. "What's up, hot stuff."
"My sister asked for your number. I wanted to ask you first though." I rested my head on my palm, my arm already on my table. "Why does your sister want my number?"
"I'm not sure myself." I hummed and scanned his face, before nodding. "Sure, I don't see a problem in it." He nodded before turning his head around, looking outside. I lingered my eyes on him for a couple of seconds, then turned my head to continue watching Mina handle Deku.
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"I don't want you visiting me every fucking night. You have my number, just call me." I was reading a book when Hawks came into my room from the balcony. Why does he have a phone when he never uses it?
He stepped forward and stopped mere feet away from my bed. I wasn't even looking up, only continued reading as he spoke, "I won't be there tomorrow to cheer you up,"
"Oh, that's disappointing, Dad. Maybe another time then?" He sighed loudly, turned around and opened the balcony door. "Just because we work together now, doesn't mean we can't still be friends."
"I never said we weren't friends anymore. I just don't like it to be bothered while reading." I closed my book and looked up. "If that was all you wanted to say, I would like to go to sleep." A tiny smile made its way up my lips.
I knew he wanted to say something, the way he hesitated flying away, and the way his eyes roamed my room. Something was up. And he was debating on telling me, but at the end he chose not to.
"Stay save." He said and flew away. Stay save... I'm in my dorm, why would he tell me that? Or is it for tomorrow? Do they plan something? I tucked myself in my sheets hesitantly, still trying to figure out what he meant by that. But at the end, I fell asleep, telling myself that I can figure it out tomorrow. Not sleeping for days really got the hang of me.
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"Woo, I can't sleep!" I opened my eyes slowly when I heard Denki. My dorm is in the fucking 4th floor! When I get my hands on this boy...
The cool breeze from outside hit my exposed neck, and I sucked in a breath. I remember Hawks closing the door to my balcony. So why is it open?
Crack
My breathing became slow and deep, just like how it should be when someone was sleeping. This shit is always so useful, doing it since I was a kid provided me from so much trouble and harm, if you would just know... Someone was in here. And they came in from the balcony door. Could it be someone from the 4th floor? I mean, our balconies are together. But why come in when I'm sleeping?
It could be Mina, she is in the dorm besides me. And she wouldn't even care if I was asleep or not and just come in. Not that I mind, though. She is welcome here anytime, but why is she just standing there?
I felt the person stop besides my bed, their eyes scanning my form, lingering on my head. They started walking towards the open door, and I heard them close it. Are they out? Or did they just close it but stayed inside?
Uhh, shit. I need to peer, but I have a bad feeling in my gut... Something doesn't feel right.
"Yeah!"
My body twitched on its own as I heard my classmates from downstairs all of a sudden. I hate them...
"Look who is awake," A masculine voice said, from not too far away. Definitely not Mina. Wait, I know this voice. I sat up slowly and turned my head around, facing him.
"Do we now break into 16 year old girls rooms, and watch them while sleeping?" I still don't have my quirks back. They said it needs some time because of all the papers from my case and some bullshit. Still not completely defenseless though.
He had a tiny smirk on his face and walked towards me, slowly. "You have a big mouth for someone who's quirk is canceled." I stood up and stretched myself, playing cool. "You're too cocky for your own good, burned bacon." He watched my every move as I walked past him, to my work table, leaning on it while facing him.
Here would be the best place in my room to defend myself. I have the table behind me, I could use it to dodge or attack him if he does something funny. The balcony door is only a couple feet away from me, on my left. My door is still a bit far, though. But here I don't need to go around him before getting to the door.
And I remember having a knife in the table's shelf. I actually have knifes hidden everywhere in my dorm, even under my pillow. But if I had taken the knife, he would either attack me or seize me up as a threat.
Where would be the fun in that? I just know that I will regret that later.
The knives are one of the reasons I don't let anyone be in my room for too long. They could find them and who knows what they would think. I mean, I wouldn't care what they think, but they could report me, and I've been already through something like that.
"Well, why are you here?" He shoved his hands in his pockets while pinning me down with a gaze, having a bemused twinkle in his eyes. "Just wanted to look who our new cadet is. You can't trust a hero completely, correct?"
"If I remember correctly, I could choose when to meet you guys for the first time."
He shrugged his shoulders, walking towards me. "You took too long. I was getting bored." My hand slowly turned into a fist as I held eye contact with him. "Now tell me," he grabbed my neck, squeezing it lightly. "tell me everything about Hawks, your relationship with him, how you guys know each other and why you both are arguing so much." He squeezed tighter every second.
"You should earn your answers, mister. How about you show me what you got, and I might reward you." He let out a husky laugh, squeezing my neck tighter. But I remained calm.
"I wont fight someone who can't defend themselves."
My voice was a bit strained as I said,
"Who said I am defenseless?" and gave him a smirk, a challenging look in my eyes. "Last I checked you were screaming in pain, when I didn't even touch you." He let go of my neck, stepping a step back. "Because you used your quirk there. The heroes canceled it now, didn't they? Hawks told me that so I wouldn't see you much as a threat. But I saw what you can do, even if it was only a glimpse of it."
He cocked his head, looking me up and down. "Why did they cancel your quirk? What did the U.A student that placed first in the sports festival do?"
"Why don't you find it out yourself? I could give you a taste of it."
Dabi turned around to walk out of my room. "Maybe another time, darling. I told you we could be partners someday."
"You shouldn't have broken into my roon." Was the only thing I said before kicking him in his back.
He collided with my wall, turned around in a second and marched up to me. He reached out to grab me by my hair, but I swerved right, kicked him behind his knee and then in his face when he fell to his knees.
He looked up as blood flooded down from his nose. "You brat." It went all so fast, in one moment, he was kneeing in front of me, and in the next moment, he had me by my neck. Something smelled like burned meat, and it was only two heartbeats later that I realized it was me who smelled like that. He was literally cooking me alive with his quirk.
I couldn't even feel the pain. Couldn't even feel him deactivating his quirk.
Dabi loosened his grip from my neck and let me fall down with a thud. My eyesight became blurry as I gazed up to him. He smeared the blood from his nose away with the back of his hand, a smirk on his lips. "I can't wait to meet you properly, Mavis."
"And- I can't wait to- skin you alive, Dabi." My throat was hurting with every breath I took. With every word I said. The pain was only kicking now in. Not letting me even feel the stinging pain from my knee because I kicked him in his face a bit too hard. He let loose another laugh of his and made his way to the balcony door. And I watched him. With sharp breaths. Watched him while range clouded my mind. Ohhh, he will pay for this.
I grabbed the first thing that was in my reach as the door closed behind him, and threw it at my wall.
My breathing became ragged as I tried to calm down. This boiling anger that I felt... I want to destroy something. Anything. My violin fell down, destroyed. Didn't help me. I need more to destroy.
So I screamed with the last energy that I had. Screamed in frustration. In despair. My voice broke, the only thing you could hear after that were my ragged breaths that I tried to take with the energy that I didn't have.
But it still didn't satisfy me as I broke my voice. As I destroyed my lungs, something I probably shouldn't have had done. But it was good to know that I still feel the pain, wasn't it?
I heard someone barge into my room. Destroying my door that was locked. They went inside, more following them. And as I looked up, I saw him.
With a weak and ragged voice, I said his name, before falling into complete darkness.
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