Fine Line

Chapter 11 - Alluring

- TW: STRONG LANGUAGE, MENTION OF RAPE - 

"But do you really remember?" Her expression goes from innocent to smug in a millisecond. 

"Yes. I don't need to repeat what you did. And that weird guy–whoever the fuck he is. You already know," I spit. 

"Well, what are you gonna do about it? I know you had fun."

"No, actually, I didn't. And I am going to do something about it, Kaori. We're done." I start to turn away, but I feel her hand tightly grip my shoulder.

"I think I have something that might persuade you."

My face drops and I start to get a bit worried. "...What?" my voice is so quiet that she can't hear me. 

"Listen... we're perfect together. The two hottest girls in school together? A power couple, muffin." 

Power couple my ass. The girl I saw earlier today is hotter than this bitch. 

"No, Kaori. Stop. We're done. Get over it." She tightens her hold on my shoulder before I can walk away again.

"Well if that won't work, maybe I'll tempt you to stay with this..." She pulls out her phone and waves it in my face. I look away before I see it, assuming they're her nudes.

"Look, I don't want your nudes. Just let me go," I say, still not looking at the photo.

"These aren't mine. They're yours." She smirks evilly. My eyes shoot over to the photo.

"What?! I've never sent you anything! How-" I stop as I notice the pile of clothes in the corner of the photo. They're the clothes I wore to the party. When did this happen?

"You took these for me, remember? I thought you knew everything that happened that night." I'm this close to smacking her smug-ass face.

"What– no. No, I didn't take these– I–"

"–Oh, but you did. And if you try to leave me I'll send these to everyone in the school. Including the teachers. How do you think your dad would feel? He'd be disgusted. His own daughter giving out nudes and probably having sex? I don't think he'd like that, would he?"

"I was raped. There's a difference." 

She rolls her eyes. "Either way, you'd be destroyed if these got out. It's obvious that you're drunk in the photo. Even if your dad doesn't care about that part, the board and the hero committee definitely will. Your hero career, your relationships––Everything." She pauses to gauge my reaction. "What do you think about breaking up now, muffin?"

"What do I think? I think that I could tell Aizawa and this would go away."

"You're forgetting one important part of my entire character, y/n. You remember what my quirk is, don't you?"

My brow furrows. I can't believe I don't remember what her quirk is. I must not have cared enough.

"Digital brain. It almost works like a phone, while making everyone else seemingly work like one as well, just only one that can be affected by mine. I can send viruses and images to other brains. In this situation, your photo would spread across their mind as if they were looking at it with their phone. And it's not as if Aizawa could erase my quirk. You see, my brain has physical attributes that make it work like this. He can't obstruct mutant types. See, I already knew you might try to use your daddy to get out of this. But as long as I have this photo stored in my brain, you can never escape me."