After a while,
Late evening,
Near the apartment building...

Midoriya's POV

Once we both finished eating our creamy, sweet ice cream and hanging out for a while, Shiki-san walked me home even though I insisted him not to. I mean, my apartment was only a few hundred metres away from the ice cream shop. It was very closed yet he wanted to escort me back home, exclaiming that it was dangerous for me to walk alone because I was still a 'young girl'.

As usual, Shiki-san would hold my wrist with one finger lifted which was strange to me. Was that one of his many habits? He had always held my hand me like that.

I want to ask him about it... But I am worried it is a very personal... So I keep it quiet.

I stared at his hand long, various questions played in my mind. I raised my head up and looked at his broad back, my eyes glimmered. "Shiki-san..." I murmured, a surge of nostalgic feeling hit me.

"We are here." Shiki-san spoke up, snapping me back into reality. "O-oh..." I murmured again silently. He let go of my hand. "See you again, Shiki-san..." I said, smiling warmly at him. Shiki-san hummed, looking straight into my harlequin irises.

"You're coming tomorrow?" He asked me in hopefullness, his voice sounded softer and gentler than usual. I tugged a small smile, giving him a light nod as my answer. "I will. My days feel incompleted without seeing you everyday..." I confessed all of sudden without thinking first.l, causing my face to burn bright crimson red.

Shiki-san's eyes blinked a few times before small chuckles escaped his mouth. "Same goes to me." He said, walking closer to me and brushed my cheeks with his slender fingers again. His thumb lightly touched my pinkish lips. I just stared at him in confusion, letting him did what he wanted.

Shiki-san bit his lower lip, gazing into my eyes deeply for a few seconds. He removed his fingers from my face in slow motion. "See you again... Midori." He whispered into my ear before walking away from me, his hands shoved into his hoodie pocket. "Y-Yeah..." I waved a silent goodbye for him, watching him leaving the ground in total cluelessness.

....

In Midoriya's residence,
Late evening...

Midoriya's POV

"I'm home." I said half-yell as I took off my red shoes and put them into the wooden shoerack. I walked toward the living room and saw Mom preparing dinner in the kitchen. "Welcome home, Izu dear." Mom turned to look at me smiling kindly, spatula still in her hand.

"Mom, need help with the cooking?" I asked her before placing my yellow backpack onto the white couch. "Oh dear, it is okay. You shall go and take bath first. You must be tired, right? There are a lot of things to do when you are in your third year of  middle school after all." Mom politely refused, her eyes still fixated on the frying pan.

"Okay. I will be back soon." I replied cheerfully and jogged into my geeky room, full of All Might's merchandises and posters, my idol and my only favourite hero! He was the reason I wanted to be a hero.

I discarded my school uniform that resembled sailor outfit and tossed those dirty clothes into the basket. I walked bouncingly into the bathroom, humming my favourite song in glee. Today was actually a good day. Another good day.

Shiki-san and Mom... Those two are now my important people in life that I will protect with all I have.

After filling in the bathtub with warm water, I slowly sunk my body deep intl the water, enjoying the comfortable warmth. "So warm..." I mumbled to myself, staring at the ceiling for a long time.

"Dabi..." That name escaped my mouth out of nowhere, the image of his face popped up in my mind. "Wah!" I hollered in shock, causing me to thrash in the water instinctively.

Why...? Why did I remember him...?

Tears flowed down my cheeks, closing my eyes tightly and hugging myself in sadness. "Why did you torment me like this, Dabi...?" I asked in heartbreak.

I always trick myself by sayig that I finally forget him. I can get over the break up. But deep down, I still couldn't move on. I have never loved any man as much as I love Dabi.

He is my first love, my first kiss...

And him, breaking up with me without telling the reason, feel like my life has lost its meaning.

I want to see Dabi...
I want to see him so badly...
Just catching a glance of him is enough...
I just want to see him again...

"Dabi..." I sobbed, craddling my legs close to my chest and hugged myself much tighter, my tears fell into the warm water. "You are cruel..." I murmured sadly.

....

Two hours later,
Nighttime,
In the living room...

I lazily walked to the dining table and pulled the chair, sitting on it. I rested my chin against my palm, just watching Mom placing the plates and bowls on the table. My eyes blinked a few times, my mind deeply thinking of Dabi.

If only I can see him again... One last time...

"

Izuku...?" Mom called me out, tilting her head to her left side a bit in puzzle. "Y-Yes?" I stuttered, smiling awkwardly at her. "Dinner is ready." Mom exclaimed, her eyes trailed to the plates and bowls on the table.

"A-Ah... Thank you for the food!" I clamped both my palms, immediately changing the subject. Mom heaved a soft sigh and took a sit in front of me. I grabbed the chopsticks and began digging in.

"Is something wrong, honey? You are spacing out a lot lately..." Mom questioned me, worry filling her gentle voice. I raised up my head and gave her a small smile. "Oh, Mom. I am fine! I am just thinking..." I then turned to look at the All Might poster. "...about my future." I said confidently, though my heart was actually hurt internally. I wanted to cry to my heart content to be honest.

Mom hummed and nodded at me lightly before continuing to eat her dinner meal. We both stayed quiet until we were done eating.

I stood up from the chair and made my way toward the sink. "Ah, Izuku. You can leave the dishes there. I will wash them." Mom interupted, her hands worked to put the dirty dishes into the sink too.

"Alright. Thanks, Mum." I hugged my mother lovingly. She chuckled softly and hugged me back. "Mom, can I go out for a bit?" I asked her with puppy eyes.

"Sure, hun. Make sure to be back at home before 11." She reminded me as shr washed the plates, bowls, glasses and many more dishes. "Okay! Promise!" I made an 'OK' sign, grinning at her widely.

I quickly rushed to the front door, putting on my red shoes. "I'm off!" I yelled before spinning the doorknob to open the door and left my apartment in excitement.

I can't wait to see him again!

....

A couple of minutes after that,
Nighttime...

I finally arrived at the park where I frequently met up with Shiki-san, also the place I first time encountered him. A small nostalgic smile presented on my freckled face.

Oh wait...
I forgot to tell him I'm coming here tonight!

I frantically pulled out my phone from my shortpant pocket. I tapped the message icon (💬) and clicked on his name. We exchanged number about a week ago.

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💚Me: Hey,Shiki-san, where are you right now?

Shiki-san is typing....💬

Shiki-san: Oh... Hey, Midori. I'm at somewhere.

💚Me: Well, yeah. Where?

Shiki-san: Behind you.

💚Me: Wait, what?

~~~

I stared at his last message as I waited for him to respond. He only left my message on 'Read'. Was he even serious or juat trying to scare me?

Anxiety suddenly attacked me, causing my heart to beat rapidly. An intimidating presence of someone unknown made me felt uneasy. I gulped down my saliva, wanting to turn back to look at behind me but hesitated. My stomach churned due to how worried and scared I was.

I stood there frozen, sweats trickled down on my temple. All of a sudden, a hand covered my mouth and an arm wrapped around my shoulder firmly to prevent me from screaming and running.

"Umph--"

"Well, look at what I found." A cheeky, husky voice whispered into my ear. My eyss went wide in fear when I realized the worst case scenario that was happening to me right now.

I held this man's hand with my two free hands, trying to pull it away from me with all my strength but no use. I wasn't very athletic and active in sport. I was quite short and too skinny than a normal female middle high schooler. If to compare my strength with anyone, perharps a fifth grade of elementary school was much stronger than me.

This pervert started roaming his hand around my body wildly before stopping at my stomach, lightly touchinh my belly with his one finger. I could hear him licking his lips hungrily.

Tears began rolling down on my cheeks, afraid of any thing worse than this could happen. Train of bad, scary thoughts played in my mind.

Am I going to get kidnapped? Or worse rape? No... No! I don't want this! Someone help! Help!

Shiki-san! Shiki-san!

When I managed to remove this stranger's hand from ny mouth, I immediately cried. "Shiki-san!!!" I cried from the top of my lungs, fear overtaking my mind as I closed my eyes tightly. Tears were still flowing down fastly

I have never been in such situation in my life... This is worse than being bullied by Kacchan everyday! I don't want to get kidnapped!!!

Once my cry echoed in the quiet neighbourhood, the criminal let me go in rush and pushed me away from him. I almost fell forward but was stopped by something-- no, someone.

I nervously parted my eyelids and looked up to this person. A surprise gasp escaped my lips when I realized it was Shiki-san. His face darkened with pure hatred and irritation, his arms wrapped around my shoulders protectively. "Shi...ki...san..." I sobbed, tears left my eyes again.

He didn't answer me. His red eyes were glowing brightly. I just buried my face in his chest and cried.

"You... Bastard...! Let me go!!!" The man who attacked me cursed furiously. "Ah, I will let you go..." Shiki-san said in creepy, deep voice.

"...In hell." He muttered and everything went silent. I took a deep breath and built my courage to let him go.

I slowly broke apart from Shiki-san and looked around but that man was nowhere to be found. "Shiki-san, where did that man go?" I asked him in confusion.

"Who knows." Shiki-san shrugged, not wanting to answer my question. He stared at me long, his eyes darkened with irritation. "Did that man touch you?" He mused, clearly annoyed.

"Y-Yeah, just a bit--"

"Where the hell did he touch?" For the first time, I heard him cursing. Never before he cussed when we interacted with each other. "O-oh, um... My mouth... And my stomach..." I said with a hint of fear. His unusual action honestly scared me.

Shiki-san suddenly pulled me close to him, his left arm locked around my waists while his right hand trailed to my stomach. He lightly touched it with his fingers, causing me to pant a bit.

"Shi-Shiki-san..." I said his name in almost desperate tone for mysterious reason. He hummed and got closer to my face. He suddenly licked my lips gently, making my cheeks heated up.

Why is he acting so weird?! Weirder than normal!

I wanted to stop him but I didn't. Shiki-san then pushed me away gently from him. I was still bright red because of his unexpectable action.

A-at least he didn't kiss me...

"Sorry." Shiki-san uttered in soft voice. "I'm just very triggered." He explained shortly, averting his eyes from me. I just gave him a silent nod as my response.

At this rate...

I can't help but think how excited I am whenever Shiki-san does something unpredictable like that...

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AN- Oh hoi! What's up my lovely readers? I'm sorry for the late update since I have been a bit busy for these past two days. And I hope this chapter will satisfy you. ^~^