✩‧₊˚𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭﹅♥︎₊˚| 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀

⸙͎۪۫ ⊰ Tomura-nee

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I can't remember how long I've been staying here but I am sure it is long enough to help me control the power I have. In my guess, I think it's already been a year.

The training we have with Mr. Shigaraki is quite hard and it mostly leaves me with bruises on my arms and legs but I didn't put any mind to that. With his help, I learned how to manipulate my quirk without gaining ache or drawbacks whenever I used it for too long. It rarely happens.

But we can't help pushing myself to my limit where I would faint or yelp as my muscles start to cramp.

Luckily, Tomura-nee is there to help me soothe the cramp as he massages my arms. However, I couldn't help but flinch as well because of how dry are his handS were... I'm cringing slightly

"You're so mean... Dumbass" he would often growl with a smack making its way onto the back of my head while his other hands touches my arm. Despite all that, he did help me with my drawbacks and I'm glad to have him by my side.

Today is no different from the other day that passed. Mr. Shigaraki is testing my quirk while I let him. He took it from me for a while. He said it'll help him know what things I could do to help me use it, to become the hero he wanted me to be.

He's nice.

Mr. Shigaraki then gave it back to me and started to lecture me, saying how should I curl my fingers whenever I emit flames or how to pop up rocks from the ground as I stomp my foot. Or how should I breathe in a rhythmic pattern to control the wind around my tiny figure.

Doing what he had told me, I can see my sudden Improvements and I couldn't help but grin proudly to myself while tomura-nee watches from the side. He's cheering me with his monotone and blunt demeanor.

Lunchtime eventually came and there we stood in the kitchen. Tomura-nee is waiting for his food to get cooked while I, the great chef of this house, cooks for him. He sucks at cooking and whenever he tries, the pans and pots are all on the floor... If I saw specks of dust, I already know why and who did it.

Tomura-nee can be described only with one word. He's nothing but a brat. Immature, short-tempered, full of hatred towards the world, hates lots of things, and often throws a tantrum which leaves me hiding behind Kurogiri while puckering my bottom lip while he scolds Tomura-nee.

But, brats have a good side too and that is they're... They're...? They're tons of things that are good about brats.

Other than that, Tomura-nee is a good brat... sometimes but mostly to me since he said that I remind him of someone he knew a while back. We were so alike, the way we talk and the determination we have... I was as if, a reborn version of that girl.

Maybe that's why he treats me as if I were his sibling. But, I am glad to be treated that way by someone like Tomura-nee.

I remember the time he told me his real name... The way he said it and the aura he emits, he's... angry about something which I tried not to put any mind to. The tone of his voice growls as he started at the ground, the way he lunches his fist as if he wants to avenge something for someone, how he has this venom in his voice...