Shoto's POV
"(Y/n)." She didn't turn around. She didn't even bother glancing back.
"You're going to U.A?" I asked.
"Why did you insist on not participating in any possible competition?" Still no response.
"It's strange. You were always competitive and up to the challenge whenever there was some kind of activity you could participate on so why are you suddenly losing interest?" I continued, ignoring her lack of reply.
"What changed-" kashuk.
Before I could even finish my question, she slammed the door to my face.
...
She's always like this. She's always ignoring me. She's always avoiding me. She's always cold to me. But why am I the only one receiving the cold shoulder from her?
What about Natsu? He always insults her, but she still smiles at him. Even if it's a fake smile.
She gives my older siblings attention, what's the difference with giving me attention?...
She even makes it seem like glancing at me is too much for me-too good for me.
Why?
No... why am I even thinking like this? Why do I care so much?..
It must be because I dislike her treatment towards me, of course, right.
Ever since that day, she never looked my way.
- Flashback -
Shoto's POV
"Shoto, meet your sister, (Y/n)." I was introduced to a girl. Looking at her, anyone could tell she was pretty, really pretty.
"Nice to meet you." She smiled.
...
'Huh?! She smiled at me? She smiled at me!' My eyes widen. Feeling my cheeks start to burn, I shook my head and looked down to prevent her from seeing me flush red.
"He can be really shy sometimes, (Y/n). Anyway, come on, I'll show you around the house." My older sister grabbed her hand and they walked away.
"Treat her with respect, Shoto, along with your step mother. They're your family now." I looked up at him, not bothering to conceal my glare.
Why is it that he speaks about them with so much tenderness, but with us, with mother, he speaks as if he hates us. He's disgusting.
I walked away, choosing to stay in my room for the whole day to avoid seeing his horrible face.
Night came, and I haven't left my room, not even to eat dinner.
Knock, knock.
"Who is it?" I sat up from my futon.
"It's (Y/n). I'm here to give you your dinner. You didn't come to eat with us for dinner, is there something wrong?" She asked outside the door.
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Fanfiction*( Yandere MHA/BNHA x Reader )* ─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ─── "Peace... ah, it almost seems foreign to me. How long has it last been since I've felt peace? I don't remember." She managed to smile despite the ropes binded around her hands and feet as she laid...
