Class 1-C (My Hero Academia Fanfiction) - Book 1

Cheating, Games, and Lies...

A/N: Just when they done with one drama...Class 1-C is into another...(Also... video is old but it was made by me...)

He saw them kissing....after the kiss, Eito was smirking...

Kenji:...............Eh?......Nani....?

His eyebrows narrowed...teeth turned razor sharp...red eyes glowed into vexed rage....

Love Doesn't Just Hurt you...It Kills You Inside...

The evidence was right then and there...

Eito is cheating on Kenji...

-Earlier-

Eito loved his quirk...

His quirk...Love....

Love Manipulation...

When it comes to modern romance, there is no end to the rules that men and women are supposed to follow. They are asked to approach their love lives with the strategic acumen of a five-star general.

But worst of all, over the years, women were trained to think of men as an alien life-form that needs to be duped into loving them.

Not only does this feed men's fears about being manipulated (who can blame them?), but it misunderstands something absolutely fundamental about love, namely that it's not meant to be controlled.

Indeed, the more we try to stage-manage love, the less of its wonder we're able to experience.

The more we strategize, the less we are able to appreciate the uniqueness of our partner, for strategies by necessity rely on typecasting rather than on what is singular (and thus unpredictable) about each individual.

That's why his quirk comes into existence...

To Eito, love is a game...

Eito: Love couldn't care less about your poker face. It goes after what is incomparable and irreplaceable about you. It wants to penetrate the deepest recesses of your being.

It wants to know what makes you tick and why. It wants to find your top-secret underground facilities. It even wants to x-ray the baggage you lug around so as to better understand what weighs you down. And it asks you to risk your heart in ways that are always a little dangerous. If you're not willing to do so, it moves onto someone bolder.

That why Eito uses it to his advantage...

Because little did Kenji know...

He wasn't the first guy Eito kiss...and he sure wasn't the last...

Eito: Ah...love...it makes me so powerful...The power of love is such an cruel mistress...

If you never let yourself fall freely, you won't get anywhere near authentic love.

Eito: It's sad isn't it...The more you bury your singular spirit under some self-help game, the more difficult people make it for love to find them. Such a shame they could only blame themselves for it...

And, if a woman needs to play games to hold a man's interest, chances are he's not the right man for her.

And the same goes for the man if the woman if not the right choice for him.

The trouble with the games of romance is that eventually the mask will have to come off. Eventually you'll have to reveal who you actually are, and then what? The rules of love may allow you to hoodwink your partner for a while, but ultimately they'll lead you to a dead end.