The light rays of the sun tickled your face as your eyelids fluttered open. It was morning, and you were awake.

You were breathing, and you were in bed.

But whose bed were you in?

And why was it suddenly so dark now? Where is the sun?

And the most important question is why are you covered in blood??

Someone else's blood, to be precise?

You looked around the room, it wasn't yours, but you knew it all too well. In the corner of the room, a small silhouette of a young boy could be barely made out because of the darkness. His bright torques blue eyes and pale white hair were shining in the dark. He was staring at you.

Your heart skipped a beat, and memories started to rush through your head. "T-...T-To-"

You gasped for air as you shot up from your bed, sitting on the soft mattress that costs more than the president's toilet paper. Which was surely a lot because...well he's the president! The finest for the finest, right?

The sun tickled the skin on your cheeks with your eyes wide open.
You were awake, and you were sitting on your bed, hyperventilating.

This time, the sun didn't go away, and neither did the blood return on your body, but the feeling you were being watched still lingered on.

You felt sick, clutching your stomach as the bile began building, traveling its way up your gullet. The only way it was not supposed to go.

You got out of your king-size bed and rushed to the 5-star bathroom. It must've been 3x the size of a normal bathroom, with a jacuzzi set in the left corner, a double-sized cubicle opposite to it, and a toilet next to the bathtub, being covered with a foggy glass wall facing you, the sink opposite to the toilet and next to the cubicle only a little far away.

You wanted to rush to the toilet but the gag that came a second before led you to puke into the sink. You looked into the mirror as you washed the vomit off your mouth and noticed your eyes were glowing a bright gold color.

The same glow you had when you'd wave your sword at the fallen villains on the ground as they beg for mercy. "Now, die!" A smirk would find its way on your visage as you'd slash their necks with one swift movement, your blade too fast and too sharp that it had little to no blood on it, and your eyes the only thing glowing in that dark and cold, deserted city that roamed with souls just waiting for their Grim Reaper. In this case, that was you.

You clutched at your heart, falling to the floor as you felt the effects of the Kanairo No Hitomi tolling on you. It is then that you realized you didn't sleep at all. You were out.

Doing what...?

Doing the work of a mercenary.

Kanairo No Hitomi was a sign, and not a good one. You were at it again, and you needed to find a way to stop.

You were dressed in your uniform, your bag being held by your shoulders as you sucked in a deep breath. "Alright (Y/N), you are okay-you're fiiiine!!! Don't sweat it, because nothing is wrong, everything's ok. And even if everything is not okay, your a frickin' mercenary so you'll figure crap out. Just be calm, and smile. Everything is okay."

You talked to yourself, sucking in another breath and letting it out, a soft smile appearing on your face as you skipped out of your gate and heading out to UA, ready for another day at your new favourite place to be. Your gates automatically closed, and opposite the path you were walking stood a tall man with black hair. He was wearing a black coat and had stitches and pins covering his skin.

"Damn, what a great pep-talk..." the gruff and deep voice spoke in sarcasm when he knew you well far out of earshot.

Your eyes narrowed as you steadied your pace, walking faster towards the school as your anger built up.

"(Y/N),"
"Dabi!" You murmured, turning at the junction and looking at the huge building which was your school.

'Smile.'

Hey beautiful people!

I guess you are filled with questions after this chapter (which was kinda short but imma make up for it!) and I am so happy that I finally published this!! I've had writers block for a while and the fact that I was able to come up with this chapter fills me with joy!! Who was that in (Y/N)'s dream?! And what's up with Kanairo No Hitomi?? How does she know Dabi!? What's the connection? Why is (Y/N) always convincing herself to be happy even when she's clearly not!? Is she going to go back to the ways of her old self? A merciless hero mercenary??? Find out in the next chapter of...

FOREVER!! ( I love doing this!!)

See you all later. CHOW!!