Despicable Crush

• chapter one •

Villain. A word to describe despicable people doing despicable things. You were a villain. And every time you thought about the definition of the word most people would call you, it made your blood boil. It was not the fact that people would call you it, it was the fact that people would defined you as it. Sure, you did despicable things but you had a reason. Someone who hurt you a long time ago needed to feel the harsh rash of your revenge weather they liked it or not, and they would. 

You were currently walking down a quiet, shady street with your head down and a black hoodie (the typical sketchy look) soon turning to walk down a dark alley way full of thugs and low-lifes. You tried to keep walking but a man grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to his chest, his breath smelling like alcohol and cigarettes. He was bald and ugly, he had a stained tank top and black sweat pants. His overall look was unappealing but he was muscular and able to yank your body easily.

"Well who do we have here~" he said, now grabbing your waist and making you tense.

"What the hell?! Get off!" you replied, attempting to push him away from you.

"Feisty, eh? Heh I like you already~" he scoffed, running his fingers slowly up your body.

Ok now your probably thinking, "Uhm... what the hell? Why didn't I stick up for myself?!" Well it's because you didn't really like to hurt people other than the person that you needed to hurt. But...you had exceptions. 

"Fine." you said, not giving the man any context. You saw his eyebrows furrow and thats when you took advantage of his obliviousness. You wrapped your arm tightly around his head to lock him in place, and then you elbowed him below the belt three times. That's when the man started to use his quirk on you. He gripped your waist and his hands started to glow. Your legs started to feel like quicksand and you were almost tempted to watch yourself fade, but you didn't. You quickly detached his hand from your body and backed up a few feet away. 

It was your turn.

Your eyes glowed as the mans body started to float upwards. Your quirk, Body Manipulation. As soon as you touch someone in any way you can use electric waves from your mind to control their entire movement. You can also control their mind and basically make them do whatever you please. Once you have a person, you can control them at MAX, an hour and thirty minutes.

You brought the man higher in the sky and then slammed him into a wall. Then, you ran.

Not because you were scared. Because you were late. This bald, ugly, disgusting man took away a whole twenty-four minutes of your time causing you to already be three minutes late. You ran as fast as you could to the shady abandoned bar Giran had told you NOT to be late to no matter the circumstance. 

Once you reached to bar, you stopped in front of the purple-suited man who had a cigar in his mouth. 

"Your late" he scorned.

"I know, I had a small altercation" you replied in between breaths. 

"Well Shigaraki's not gonna like this, so let's just hope he likes you" He said, starting for the shady bar. You followed behind him, now able to breath properly. Soon enough, a light came into view and Giran turned around to face you just a few feet away from the entrance.

"Stay here until I call you in." he demanded. 

You nodded your head in response and leaned on the brick wall surrounding the dimly lit hallway. You heard Giran in a rather giddy tone as he talked to the anonymous people in the room in front of you. You assumed, to lighten the mood and make the situation less tense, since you were late. 

"Come on in" Giran called you, minutes after.

You walked towards the room in a normal pace and entered without hesitation.

"This one is special, and you could use her." Giran announced.

You tensed at Giran's words, "Use."  You had your hood on still so no one could tell but the word was just painful to you, connecting to your past. But you tried to shake the feeling because you knew it was just to get you into the league. 

For a good three minutes, Giran explains your quirk and you stay quiet and simply just watching.

"Take your hood off." A man with baby blue hair, red eyes, and crusty-looking skin commanded you. Giran shot you a glare and you obeyed. Once you took off your hood, you heard a small bond haired girl squeal and purple-scared man look at you up and down.

You took interest in the scarred man, especially since he looked at you that way. And for the first time you actually didn't mind it. 

"Hmmm," The blue haired man hummed at your presence. Giran had told you his name but you forgot.

"Fine, you can stay for now, but we will keep a close eye on you..." he continued.

"Y/N, just call me Y/N" you finished his sentence.

"Y/N, we will keep a close eye on you Y/N" he repeated.

"Dabi" he called the purple scarred man.

The man rolled his eyes and got up to face the blue haired man.

"What Shigaraki?" he asked

"Shigaraki" you thought 

"Watch her and lead her to the rooms" Shigaraki commanded 

"Fine whatever." Dabi replied, gesturing you to come to him.

You did.

He led you to another dark hallway and as soon you both turned the corner he pinned you to wall.

A/N 

Hi! This is my first ever fanfic and I'm kinda nervous about it but I hope you like it so far! Chapter two will have more of a relationship between you and Dabi but this is just your introduction.

I'll try my best to keep up with the updates and will have Chapter Two soon! Also I'm using the pronouns She/her in this story for the reason that there is going to be things that involve woman. But I will have future fanfics using the pronouns They/Them or He/Him.

enjoy :)