In which [Name] shouldn't have eaten so many hot pockets and mini muffins.

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alone!" Aizawa groaned as he lay in a hospital bed, every inch of his body wrapped in bandages.

He looks like a mummy! Or a daddy! Hahaha get it oh my god I want to yoink myself off a cliff-

"But I just want to make sure you're okay!" The [h/c] haired girl protested, rudely cutting off her intellectual brain.

"Well I am okay, and you're annoying me to death. You keep cleaning and fixing up things, and it's driving me insane. Just... go home and rest. You need to recover too." Aizawa said, his eyes softening. "Don't have to worry about me. I'm fine."

"Okay, Eraserdaddy. If you say so," [Name] shrugged and stood up.

"Please don't call me that."

"They really did surgery on a grape, 😔" [Name] sighed as she walked out the door, leaving Aizawa to wonder...

Was he... Was he the grape?

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As [Name] strolled down the street with the aim of getting home, her mind drifted off to the crusty ass blue haired villain, and what he wanted. He wanted her, alive? Why? Who would want to put up with her annoying, high maintenance, petty self?

All students had the day off today because of the incident that happened yesterday. It was all over the news, much to [Name]'s distaste. A shudder ran through her body. What if the news somehow twisted their words to make it sound like she was involved with the villains?

The [h/c] haired girl couldn't afford to get in any more trouble. Whatever got out into the media about [Name] in the past had been covered up by authorities, but she had to be careful.

"Damn it, why is the hospital so far from home?" The [h/c] haired girl grumbled under her breath. "I'm only used to trips to and from the fridge."

"I think I'm gonna take a shortcut." And just like that, the dumbass bitch walked through a dark alleyway. What could go wrong? I mean, maybe a hobo would try to Snatch Her Weave™ or something but nothing too serious.

She had never taken the shortcut before, as Aizawa warned her not to, so she hesitated.

But her body ached from yesterday and she just wanted to get home and take a 24 hour nap, but not before eating all the ThotPockets in the fridge. So she went ahead. The walk was uneventful for the first few minutes, and just as she was about to exit the alleyway to the street her house was on, she heard scuffling behind her.

"Hey, you!"

The girly squeal came from behind her. [Name] froze, but her muscles relaxed. The voice didn't sound dangerous, unless she would turn around and find herself face-to-face with a buff man with tattoos who just had an abnormally high pitched school girl voice.

[Name] turned around but she couldn't see anything... Except for a pair of gleaming, yellow, cat eyes.

"Uhm... Ya homegirl ain't home right now, please come back later," The girl awkwardly said, throwing up some of her cursed finger guns. She then turned around and started to walk faster down the alleyway.

"Wait, wait! You're so cute, I wanna play!~" The voice echoed off the dark walls. Turning around, [Name] saw the figure of a thin teenage girl who was a bit taller than her.

As the girl stepped out of the shadows, [Name] gulped. She was absolutely beautiful-her messy blonde space buns were adorable, and she wore an oversized sweatshirt and skirt. [Name]'s gayness would have completely jumped out if the girl didn't have an insanely psychotic look in her yellow eyes.

Her golden orbs followed [Name]'s every movement in a predator like way, and her small, pink tongue darted out as it swiped across her pink lips, causing the hair on the poor (h/c) haired girl's skin to stand up.

"I wanna be your frienddd!" The girl whined.

"U-Uh sorry, my dad said I'm not allowed to talk to strangers, a-and my friends list is too full. You can add me on Club Penguin though, my username is smokeweed420. Now I have to go, nice talking to you lady, bYE!"

And [Name] made a run for it. She ripped off the tight, [f/c] scrunchie that was around her wrist so that her blood would circulate around her body. She had to be prepared for battle, this insane girl gave her a bad vibe.

In a flash, she was running close behind with a knife.

Shit! I should have gone to the gym more! I shouldn't have eaten all those packs of Mini Muffins... But they were so good... So Muffinlicious..

"Come oonnn [Name]! Gimmie some blood!" She cackled. [Name] had no time to stop and think about how this girl knew her name, or why she wanted her blood, she just thought of running to a public place.

Students couldn't use their quirks outside of school. [Name] specially couldn't use her quirk, or she might get in serious trouble if it went berserk... Again.

If that side comes out.

"Shit!" [Name] cursed under her breath. She must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, because she was now at a dead end. The blonde girl slowed her walk to a sneaky lurk, her eyes gleaming. Then, without warning, the insane little predator threw her knife.

"Agh!"

[Name] yelped as the newly sharpened blade nicked her skin. She was able to dodge enough so it wouldn't hit her right through her head-which it would have-but her shoulder area was not saved.

Before she knew it, the blonde girl was standing in front of her. She leaned in and licked the wound slowly. [Name]'s dripping blood was lapped up in less than 5 seconds, which was kind of kinky but also really weird.

"Oh, ew! That was NOT very Gamer Girl of you!"

"Ah! Exactly what I imagined it tasted like..." She said dreamily, then ran her finger over the scar that had been on [Name]'s collarbone since her childhood, thanks to Bakugo.

"One of your friends...He did this, right?" She giggled. "Maybe I'll give you a couple scars! You'll still be my friend, right? Just like the friend that gave you this scar?"

"F-Fuck off..." [Name] shuddered under the girl, and tried to push the Blonde off.

"Aw, don't be so mean! I even made us friendship bracelets!" She pulled out handcuffs.

"You would be REALLY hot if you weren't a psycho ass bitch," [Name] trembled.

"Aw, thanks! I'm Himiko Toga by the way! But you don't have to tell me yours. I know all about you... [Name] [L/N]."

"My last name is Aizawa!" [Name] replied angrily, clenching her fists.

"Oh, but it's not! You don't have to hide it from me, I already know! I know about your real family, the people you've killed... That's why I worship you! That's why I want to be your best friend..." Himiko leaned in again, but [Name] suddenly found the strength to shove her off.

"It wasn't my fault.. get away from me," [Name] said unconfidently, backing away.

Himiko drew another knife and made a pouty face, lunging at the girl. As she pushed [Name] against the wall in a death grip, the [h/c] haired girl's head hit the wall with force. Blood poured down her neck from the wound in her head as she looked up at Himiko with wavery, [e/c] eyes.

"Maybe I'll wrench your heart out... That would feel soooo good!" She rolled her eyes back and lifted her arm up, ready to bring the knife down.

"So you want that rat's blood?"

Someone else was here!

[Name] would be completely offended that this person just called her a rat, but she was too busy being relieved that she wasn't going to become a part of this Himiko's torture experiment.

"What?" Himiko asked, and her arms went slack. Her eyes glazed over.

[Name]'s savior stepped out of the shadows. He was tall and odd looking (but handsome) with purple hair going in all directions. He wore a simple black hoodie and track pants.

"Now go to the police. Tell them what you did. Don't hurt anyone on the way there." The man said, eyes hard and emotionless.

Himiko walked off. [Name] looked at the purple haired man, her eyes wide.

"Your quirk... Is mind control... That's so cool!" She gushed. The man widened his eyes. Usually everyone would be wary or frightened of him when they figured out his quirk. People usually thought he was a villain. However, he quickly reverted his expression back to his blank one and turned around, walking out of the alleyway, not even waiting for the girl to follow behind.

"Yeah. My name is Shinsou Hitoshi. You're one of those 1-A brats," Shinsou sneered down at her. "Now come on, I'll walk you home."

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