Nighttime,
At the park...

"Shiki's" POV

What did I just do?
Why the hell did I lick her lips?
Why did I touch her?
Why am I so freaking pissed off?

Something is definitely wrong with me. I am going crazy.

I almost kissed my 'friend'.

I stared at this young female greenette who was completely red after I almost kissed her just now. She was looking down, her eyes locked to the ground in nervousness while her fingers were fiddling together. A surge of weird feelings kept overwhelming me whenever she was around. I then glanced at the dust -- the molester who I killed -- in pure anger.

That deadbeat touched my friend, so it was normal for me to get pissed off, right?

It is a normal thing to feel protective over someone you care about. That's what I thought.

Wait.

I care for her?
Did I just refer Midori as my 'friend'?

What the heck...

Hell no. HELL NO.

There is no way I care about someone else besides Sensei... Just no way. This kid is nothing more than someone I used to kill time only. Not more than that.

I think...

Midori is a unique one. A very unique Quirkless girl. Perfect to use for the Nomu experiment. I wanted to give her to Sensei as my appreciation gift.

I only pretended to be her friend so that I could win her trust... And then I will just bring her corpse back to Sensei and that crazy doctor for the experiment.

At least that is what I thought when I first met her.

Something about this girl, stop me from tricking her. She has... This mysterious vibes that attract me. Something that make me... Make me feel nostalgic. Like, I have met her somewhere before.

But where?

I heaved a quiet sigh, scratching my blue hair in total confusion. Midori raised her head up and looked at me long in fidgety. "Shi-Shiki-san, are you okay?" She worriedly asked me with her mellow, timid yet adorable voice. My heart skipped a beat at her scaredy-cat action.

Crap, there is no way in hell I care for this coward girl. I just wanted to use her for my own purpose, for my own benefit. As if I will care for someone as timid, weak, cute--

I immediately slapped my cheek so hard that my mouth spitted blood. Midori began panicking, fat chibi tears leaving her emerald eyes. "Shiki-san, you are bleeding! Oh gosh, tissue! Tissue!" She frantically took out a pocket tisue from the back pocket of her short pants.

Midori pulled out a piece of the fragile material and wiped off the blood on the corner of lips with gentleness. "Jeez, why did you slap yourself?" She muttered in whining tone, complaning about my weird action. "My bad." Was my only answer. It was not my fault that I was awed by her amazing traits--

Ah, damn. Why did I keep thinking like that? Seriously, this girl is powerful. She managed to mess with my mind.

"Are you really feeling well? I can get my first aid kit if you want--" I pulled Midori's chin and gazed into her harlequin irises. I caressed her curly hair. "Being with you is enough to heal me." I whispered into her ear softly. Never in my life I acted so gentle with other people, except for Sensei.

That is it. I think I knew what my disease is but I don't think I'm correct. And this is really bad. VERY VERY BAD.

I can't believe I will develop this kind of twisted feeling toward a girl I only met for one month.

Midori's face heated up, faint pink shades dusting her beautiful freckled feature. "O-Okay, if you say so..." She  agreed in shyness, smiling sheepishly at me. Her natural innocent attitude could melt any man's heart. I needed to protect this precious girl.

I won't let anyone hurt her, physically or mentally. I will protect her, unlike her irresponsible ex-boyfriend. Hope that scum die already.

I carefully held Midori's wrist and led her to a long blue bench, the place we would usually sat and had a chat. It was like our symbolic bench. No one dared to sit there because I threatened them not to.

I slowly sat on the bench, patting the empty space next to mine, gesturing Midori to sit too. She looked a bit hesitated but obeyed my order, like an obedient girl she was. She nervously sat herself beside me. She kept looking away which irritated me.

I want her attention on me only.

"Midori, what's wrong?" I questioned this quiet, shy teenage girl with obvious concern expression plastered on my face. "N-no, it is nothing." She replied in whispering tone, still averting her gaze from me.

I silently groaned in dissastisfaction. "Hey, come on. Look at me." I tapped her small shoulder lightly to get her attention. She slowly turned to look at me back, her face was still flushing red. I heaved a soft sigh and curved a small smile on my chapped lips. "Hey, I'm sorry about just now. I hated it when another guy touch you. You don't deserve it." I explained my intention. I never meant to hurt her feelings.

Midori stared at me in realization. "I... I was just surprised by your action. I have always thought you are a weird one, your action is always unpredictable and out of my mind's range. So sometimes you confused me. But, I know.... Every single action that you take... Is because you care about me, right, Shiki-san?" Her lips curved into a wide warm smile, making my heart thumped rapidly. I could hear my loud heartbeat through my eardrums. I was glad Midori couldn't hear it or I was screwed.

"Kiss her..."

Damn it, why this devil in my head has to disturb me now?

"Come on, she won't notice anything different. She is oblivious after all..."

Well yeah, that don't mean I can take advantage of her, you freaking devil!

I shook my head and looked away from Midori. She might be oblivious but she was not dumb. I bet she noticed the drastic change of my attitude. I had never acted too possessive before. I knew how to control myself but not today.

"Well, I truly care for you..." I turned to look at Midori back. "...but you have to remember that I can't always be there to help every time you are in danger. You have to find another way besides running away to get yourself out of dangerous situation." I stated in calmness, staring into her eyes. Midori looked a bit anxious and sweats slightly poured down on her face.

"I... I know that. I-I have to grow stronger in order to protect myself. I can't always depend on you... But what can I do? I don't have a Quirk. I'm not athletic. I can't do martial arts. I have tried martial before but... Gosh, I was so bad in it!" She clamped her face in despair, feeling ashamed and disappointed.

I stroked her back and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling Midori close to me. She hummed a bit in surprise. "You can't do anything if you don't work hard, Midori. So, work hard to be strong. Maybe you can achieve your dream to be a hero even without a Quirk." I brushed her face lightly with my feathery finger.

As much as I hate her dream job -- hero --, I somehow try to support her. Why can't she just join me and become a villain instead?

That is too much to ask...

Hero, a sick word that I don't even want to hear. Fakers bastards that only want fame, money and influence. I wish I cam just kill these creatures that shouldn't even exist.

I care for Midori. I don't want to kill her if she really does become a hero one day.

"Shiki-san... You are right!" She suddenly stood up. "Because I am weak, I have to work harder than everyone else to make my dream come true!" She said determinedly, pumping up her fists in the air energetically.

"Thank you, Shiki-san! Your advice is very helpful! I will make sure to change my dream into reality!" She shook my hands happily, showing her wide, bright grin. I just responded with a small smile.

Even though I'm a villain...
Even though Midori is someone aiming to be a hero...

I will always care for her and cherish her...

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AN- Heyyyyooo guuys! So the next chapter is when the official first episode of season 1 of the anime start. I really hope this chapter is satisfying! UwU