"So, why do you wear a jacket all the time?" He asked as he stared intently into the azure sky.

  "The weather is cold today," I replied.

  "No, a classmate of ours told me that you wear the same jacket every day."

  I couldn't help but gulp. Was he going around and asking about me? Can I even trust him in the first place? I looked away anxiously. "You can trust me, I won't tell anybody else," he reassured me. Wow, is his quirk reading people's thoughts or something? But I guess he does seem approachable and trustworthy. I reluctantly and hesitantly pulled up my sleeve, revealing the horrid scars hiding behind it. The scars covered my arm like a hundred silvery pink snakes.

  "My quirk... involves my blood in order to activate. My father often put pressure on me to master my quirk so that he could use me to his advantage, he wanted me to pause time while on the streets so that I could steal valuables from people's bags or what not without them knowing. That was how I got all these ugly scars, he did this to me. But now... My father's in prison because I set him up, I've had enough of him. All I wanted was for someone to love me. When I was younger, I thought the way he treated me was called 'love'. However, his 'love' left me shattered and that was how I knew it was never really love at all." I looked down on the ground, he listened in silence.

  "...I'm sorry," he finally said after awhile.

  "For what?" I asked, puzzled.

  "I'm sorry that an ugly imitation of love made you feel like you don't deserve the real thing, you do."

  And that was when I heard the cracks in my already shattered heart trying to fix itself up again. I turned my head to look at him, he was still looking at the sky, but he was smiling. His words made me wake up. He made me realise that as many times as it breaks, this is how many times my heart would mend itself. "Arata... Thank you."

    Ever since that day, he had been continuously helping me. Whether it was emotional support or being there to lend a listening ear, he was always by my side. And for that, I was always grateful for him.

A few months later

  The bell for recess rang. "Hey, (Y/N), I'll meet you at the rooftop, I'll go to the canteen first to buy food to eat. What do you wanna eat?" Arata asked with a lot of enthusiasm.

  "A sandwich will do, I'll pay you back later. Thanks!" I said with a smile, something that I haven't done for a long time. After that, I immediately made my way to the rooftop. I sat down at our usual spot. Several minutes later, I heard the door open. I immediately turned my head towards that direction. "Arata-!" I exclaimed before my face turned to dread. It wasn't him. It was Haruko and her group of friends. Each of them were holding baseball bats, probably taken from the PE room. 

  "Look who's trying to find their prince charming~" Haruko said with a sneer. Kumi and Minami laughed along. I immediately stood up and backed away. 

  "Why? Are you that afraid of us?" Kumi smirked. I did not reply to any of their remarks. I wanted to reach for the penknife in my pocket, something that I always brought to school in case of an emergency and if I had to use my quirk, a penknife would be more efficient than my nails, but I had always remembered my mom's words. 

  "(Y/N), hurting someone can be as easy as throwing a stone in the sea. But do you have any idea how deep that stone can go? Of course, this applies to both physically and emotionally, do you understand?" Those were her words and I had promised to live to it.

  "Please leave," I tried my best to prevent my voice from shaking. But that only made them walk closer towards me. All of a sudden, Haruko had disappeared from my very eyes. She was using her quirk. I immediately felt her hitting the back of my head, she had reappeared behind me. I fell onto the ground, the hand that I had used to support myself received the most impact. "Haruko, using your quirk on school grounds is against the rules!" I shouted as blood trickled down my head. However, my words fell on deaf ears. Kumi and Minami joined in as well. All of them hitting me all at once at different places. I clutched my knees and tried getting away, but Kumi was using her restricting quirk on me, holding me in place, I could not move at all. It felt like I was trapped in an extremely small box. Tears started to blur my vision. My cries for help were muffled each time. Blow after blow, more bruises started to form and more blood were shed. With all these noises and pain, I could not focus hard enough to use my quirk. 

  "C'mon (Y/N), focus!! Use your quirk!!" I told myself as I closed my eyes, trying to cancel out the distractions. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. I needed help. I wanted help. The door to the rooftop opened, and at that point of time, I knew it was him. It was Arata. I heard him running towards us, the girls did not stop. I did not feel the restricting box around me anymore, I quickly got up despite the constant throbbing in my head and shoved Haruko's bat out of her hands. I saw Arata in the corner of my eye taking off his eyepatch. All three of them looked at him and immediately dropped their bats. I was confused as to what he had done, but before I could even ponder about it, he grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me along with him as we ran off from the rooftop. "Arata, what did you do to them?" I asked while we were running.

  "...I paralysed them," he said hesitantly. "Let's eat at the canteen for now." He changed the topic. We slowed down and went to the canteen to eat instead. Both of us were panting heavily. 

  "Thank you for saving me again. I'm sorry I just couldn't save myself and I have to keep relying on you, I'm sorry," I whimpered.

  "Tsk, it's nothing! And besides, it isn't your fault, don't blame yourself," he reassured me as he always did. "Let's go to the nurse's office after this, you need some patching up," he said as he smiled.

  The next morning, when I arrived at our classroom, there seemed to be an uproar going on. I saw Arata at his desk, unaffected by the ruckus going on, I came up to him. "What's happening?" I asked, the class had never been this noisy before. One of our classmates answered me before Arata did.

   "Haruko, Minami and Kumi... All three of them committed suicide yesterday!" She said frantically, "They went to Haruko's apartment building and jumped from the highest level together!"

  It took awhile for the shock to register on my face, it was as if the cogs in my brain couldn't turn fast enough to process all that she had said. "S-seriously?!" I replied. She nodded. And then I remembered. 

  "Arata, what did you do to them?" I had asked Arata while we were running away.

  "...I  paralysed them," he replied with hesitance, it was as if he, himself, was unsure of what he had done. Was he the one who did this? As soon as the bell for recess rung, I dragged Arata all the way to the rooftop. 

  "Arata, is your quirk really paralysis?" I asked, carefully choosing my words. He didn't answer. "Arata, please, what did you do to them yesterday? You said you paralysed them, but did you really?" I asked again. He looked away in defiance without replying to my questions, it was as if he didn't care that three of our classmates just died. No matter how much I hated them, I would never wish death upon anyone, let alone tell them to kill themselves. We stood in silence, neither of us willing to say anything. I was starting to get scared. Something about him told me that his quirk was deadly and lethal. "Remember the day where you first saved me? When you arrived, the three of them suddenly grew so scared out of nowhere, they were trembling so badly! You did something to them, didn't you? And that eyepatch serves a purpose right? Because you took it off during that time as well as yesterday. What did you do?!" All he did was grit his teeth and continued saying nothing in response. I was starting to get agitated. 

  My body acted on its own. I grabbed hold of the collar of his shirt and yanked him towards me. "Arata, I'm going to ask again and this will be my last time asking. What is your quirk?! Tell me now." I saw his hand going towards me, I quickly grabbed hold of his eyepatch before he shoved me forcefully onto the cold concrete, his eyepatch in my hands. I immediately looked up, straight into his eyes, both of his eyes were brown but they were so... deep. All of a sudden, I started trembling so violently. I had not trembled this much even when I was getting beaten up, but it was as if my body was acting and twitching on its own. Arata took a step back and quickly covered one of his eyes with his hand, his face was overwhelmed with fear.

Sato Arata

Quirk: He has the ability to generate pheromones, chemicals that affect the behavior of the same species. Pheromones can put people to sleep, make them experience deep fear, or even wish for death. In order to activate his quirk, he will need to make eye contact with both of his eyes with his victim, he wears an eyepatch in order to avoid accidentally hurting someone with accidental eye contact. His quirk can go out of hand if his emotional state is unstable.

 Somehow, my hand reached for the penknife in my pocket. What was happening?! Suddenly, words popped in my head. Words like, "I want to die." My body was acting and thinking on its own!! I uncovered the blade in the penknife, I couldn't stop myself. What on earth was I doing?! Arata took a step back, he did not seem surprised that I was doing this. I held the penknife out and pushed all the length of the blade out, I turned the penknife so that it was facing me, myself. No, no, no! I couldn't stop myself no matter how hard I tried. I struggled and struggled, my body did not act accordingly to my brain. I trembled more violently by the second. I. Couldn't. Stop. Then, before my very eyes, I saw my hands pushing the blade of the penknife right into my stomach, my vision started going blurry as blood gushed out of the open wound. 

  I tried reaching out for Arata, but instead... He ran off. He pushed the door open and ran down the stairs. "Ara... Ta..." My hand dropped, the pain pulsating at the wound, my eyes were struggling to stay awake but alas, everything faded into nothingness.