๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท: ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐ข!
"๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต."
"๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ณ๐ญ..."
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The light was casted on you, and you only.
There you were in all your glory, up on the big stage in a fancy establishment. Your voice to be heard by all, the music escaping from your lips to the crowd as they looked at you in amazement.
Your song came to an end, the whole crowd clapped and whistled, some even threw flowers and called your name wanting an encore. But there was one in the back who would always catch your eye, he would smile and clap for you.
Something about that male made your heart flutter, you barely knew him but your heart was his.
This certain male would always come to your performances, no matter where they were, what day or time, he would be there. And whenever he came, you knew that there'd be roses in your room with a note from him.
So you smiled brightly back at him in the crowd, little did you know, that action made him even crazier for you.
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"Have a goodnight Miss [l/n]." Your bodyguard dismissed you as you went back into your dressing room .
"Goodnight to you as well." You waved him goodbye and immediately rushed into your room.
You were excited to see what he wrote this time.
As you glanced around your room, you found the bouquet of roses with a note attached. The card had the lingering smell of his cologne that he would always wear.
You carefully took the flowers and placed them in a vase, you took a nice sniff of the sweet aroma that they gave off.
Then you fumbled with the note that was oh so delicately written. Your eyes soften when you see his handwriting again, writing you nothing but sweet things like always.
๐๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต [๐บ/๐ฏ],
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ [๐ฆ/๐ค] ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. ๐ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต. ๐๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต.
โ โก ๐
๐.๐ด. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ.
You blushed at his words, they always seem to work like magic.
You had started getting letters and notes like this when he first visited eight months ago. And since then, you have fallen for this admirer.
But you always did question how the letter and flowers got in your dressing room, that was a very heavily guarded area. You didn't really know how he did, but you loved seeing this after your show.
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You sat in your house on your fluffy bed. You had the t.v on and heard some announcements.
"The superstar singer [y/n] has had another hit show. Even at the young age of nineteen, she has the voice of an angel. She may be quirkless, but her songs can make anybody calm and feel tranquil. Be sure to see her next show!"
You laughed slightly at how they described you. It was sweet, but you didn't view yourself that highly. In this world of quirks, you made your way with talent.
"Other news today is dark, so younger viewers may want to tune out. The league of villains have raided several military areas and killed hundreds, be on the lookout. And the most dangerous villain of them all has been making some moves in Japan, please be careful around night viewers. The criminal mastermind goes by the name ofโ"
You turned off the t.v not wanting to hear anything else. It bothered you with the recent action that has been happening.
You huddled in your blankets and called your black cat Licorice over to you. He hopped up on your bed and snuggled with you. You turned off the lights and closed your eyes.
You entered dream land while somebody entered your house.
Not just anybody, but him.
He walked up to your room and gently opened the door to your sleeping figure. He adored the way you slept so peacefully, your small and even breaths escaping your lips as your body rises and goes back down.
He sat on the edge of your bed and gently tucked a piece of your [h/c] hair behind your ear.
He pressed a small kiss on your forehead and then pet Licorice before casting his gaze on you once again.
"Soon my love, we can be together. Oh how I missed seeing you like this." He whispered to himself.
He was in love with you, just a little bit deeper than your feelings for him.
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He was Izuku Midoriya. The top criminal mastermind.
He scared millions everywhere, even villains knew their place when it came to him.
With his knowledge of others, he knows almost everyone's weaknesses and strengths. Which makes him so deadly, but his quirk makes him even more dangerous.
He gave up being a hero a long time ago and became All for one's apprentice along with Shigaraki.
Now he's twenty-one and the most feared man in all of Japan.
But what he's doing here with you....well that all started eight months ago.
One of the people on his list was your father. Your father was a bad man who was connected with the Yakuza. So when Izuku went to go kill him, he stumbled across you.
You were just as precious and pure as that day. Your innocent [e/c] eyes looked at his dark emerald ones.
He knew that he felt something for you in that moment and wanted you.
You had treated him with such kindness and never faked any of it. You had thought that he was a stranger who knew your father. You didn't really like your father, but you didn't hate him either.
So later that night, your father was murdered.
You saw the green haired man who did it, but you didn't do anything. Instead, your same innocent eyes looked at his empty ones and thanked him.
He was confused but never took his eyes off you since, now he attends every show and has somebody following or watching you constantly.
You were his everything, his weakness, his love, his other half, his Queen.
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