𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙖 𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙨, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣
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a boy and girl roaming the streets with only themselves end up being separated by fate. whil...
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I was floating.
weightless in nothingness.
as if you stopped a tape and rewinded it to the song that comes up next.
did I just jump through time?
did I die?
is this dirty backstreet how heaven truly looks like?
or...
am I in hell?
probably the latter...
I don't think there are any trash bags in heaven-
„I kindly excuse any inconveniences, but for the sake of your safety, I can't let you know where exactly you are." Mister Compress suddenly stepped next to me, which almost made me jump into the next trash can. suddenly I remembered being at my flat just a mere second ago, but right now I was standing in a dark backstreet somewhere in kyoto.
a few ancient looking street lights were flickering in the corner, as I realized that we are at the backside of some bigger complex building.
„how did you do that?", I stuttered, my bewildered eyes staring at the villain.
was this his quirk? teleportation?? time travel??
his motionless mask withstood my stares, an amused chuckle erupting from his throat. „I told you already at our departure, Miss Kuro... a magician doesn't spill his secrets."
with those words he turned on his heels and headed to the back door of one of the buildings which abut on the side street. I watched the tall man's back for a moment, wondering if it was safe for me to follow this villain into a tiny back door in an unknown street, but up until now he didn't behave like a total psychopath and actually was kinda caring so I assumed it should be fine.
he waited for me at the door, keeping it opened until I caught up to him.
