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다섯: 강한 감정

5: Strong Feelings

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It was a new day, and after your encounter yesterday with the man in charge, you were sort of on edge with everything.

“Hey there Eri. I heard you got new books to read.” Your hand reached to a box, opening it you found picture books along with fantasy chapter books. “Do you have a preference for any of these?”

She picked out the most colorful picture book. “You want to read the Paper Dragon?”

You picked up the book and looked at the cover. It was very colorful. She smiled widely, reaching out for the book with awe. “Okay!” You chuckled playfully sitting on her bed, she followed behind and brushed up against you.

You began reading, trying your best to make it entertaining, you even got one of the guards to laugh, a golden blonde haired man. You’ve never seen him until now, his eyes were a boost in mood, and you could tell he was smiling at certain moments.

The book was finished and Eri was way more excited about books, she jumped up but only fell on top of you as she laughed loudly.

“Ms, L/n, could you read another?”

“Why dont we do something better?”

Eri’s eyes lit up, wondering what could be better than a book. You stood up and went up to another box, you looked through to find one pair of child scissors and a bunch of colorful paper. You pulled out stacks and stacks and put them on the ground.

You waved eri over and pulled out a stack of papers. They were orgami papers with various colors. “We can make a paper dragon and hang it up on the ceiling” eri’s eyes brightened at the suggestion. “Oragami is one of the best things they teach you in school. Only because you can create anything out of paper by just folding.”

You divided the colors as quickly as you could before guiding eri through a talk. “Choose the colors and 12 pieces of paper.” She started picking out the colors, mostly being blues and purples, and everyone watched as she chose.

“Okay, and then now we are going to take the first piece.” You grabbed a random sheet of paper and sat on the ground across from her. You started to fold the paper and looked at eri to see if she followed. “And fold it... like that.” She did as she was told and smiled cheerfully while doing it.

Continuing, you explained and showed her every step. She followed delightfully. And the end result came to be two dragons long and proud. “And so now choose a color.” You offered the marker case and she randomly chose. It was purple. You picked out a black marker and picked up your dragon. “Draw a face.” You drew two little dots to signify eyes and a smile.

She did the same but instead had the tongue stick out. You both chuckled as you stood up, stretching. You looked at the clock on the side of her bed and sighed. “Looks like I need to go.” You groan and she followed with a sigh.

“Eri, I will be back tomorrow to hopefully do another fun activity. Maybe we’ll draw tomorrow.” Eri ran up and hugged, tightly gripping on your pants. She let go, but her stare seemed extra saddened. “See you tomorrow. Eat well.”

She nodded to that and you were escorted out. The man guiding you out had long golden hair. His mask fit snugly on his face, his green shirt adorned with a pinkish red tie.

You breathed softly as he guided you back to your room. “Does anyone ever talk?”

He looked at you, as if to smile. “Yeah, but usually to each other. Not really to the head.”

“The head... oh you mean Overhaul right?” He nodded in agreement. “What’s your name?”

“If you need to know, I’m Setsuno Toya.” He said it as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders. He was glad about the short lived conversation.

“Well, thank you Setsuno. Hopefully we can talk again.” He unlocked the doors with a bow, and you bowed again.

When entering you ripped off the mask and dropped it on your desk looking at the warm food displayed on the corner. It looked to be an American dish, specifically pizza. Toppings were placed on the side of the plate mostly meats.

You nodded to yourself and dug in, loving the warmth of the food. You closed your eyes enjoying the savory taste. It was a simple dish, and it tasted homemade. You wondered who made it and where, since you hadn’t smelled anyones cooking while with Eri.

You finished up, and looked around the desk, clothes laid out on the top and a new mask. You rolled your eyes feeling like a doll with all these clothes.

You rummaged through though, curious as to what they were. It was a blue short skirt, with black shorts, and a white button up blouse to match. It was as if it was made for a summer evening, or a date.

The thought made you chuckle as you threw them on the bed. To think you had a secret admirer was funny to also think about. The world built itself on soulmates, why would anyone play around with that.

The thought then hit you. “Fate... wouldn’t put me here right?” And you couldn’t play around with the thought of that because you couldn’t physically touch anyone.

Everyone had protection and you feel like you’d be killed if you were to touch someone. You tried to laugh the thought away but it lingered, and it scared you.

The clothes fit perfectly. Of course, and you felt good in it despite the earlier thoughts. You honestly thought you looked good in blue.

You enjoyed twirling around in it not being bothered to hear the door click open. You stopped twirling to feel good about yourself only to be met with the man in white.

Your face matched a shade of tomato as you went to try and hide yourself. You bowed to him apologizing silently. He simply bowed to you as well verbally apologizing for disrupting.

“I just came to get you for the meeting.”

You cleared your throat as you nodded. You grabbed the mask on the desk and threw it on still blushing embarrassingly. You walked out with him trying your best to slow your heart rate.

“Chrono right?” He nodded. “You’re like his right hand man, correct?”

“Yes, despite his demeanor he’s actually good.”

“I wasn’t doubting him, I was just going to ask... Why all this?”

Chrono looked at you not understanding the question. “Why this whole base? It seems eerie and too much.”

“Overhaul.” Chrono paused and thought about what to say. “He want’s to change the world. He wants an old image to come back.” Chrono nodded to his statement and continue guiding.

“So, it’s to better society... Correct?”

He nodded and that seemed to lift a burden from you somehow.

Chrono slowly opened the door and to welcome you was the same masked face you had seen last night. This time his tie was loosely around his neck, and he seemed more stressed than anything.

“Welcome Back!” Overhaul greeted you with open arms as he watched you sit. “Hopefully today wasn’t too overbearing.”

“No, of course not. Me and Eri simply read and did origami. Which I thank you for getting supplies for that.”

“So, I see you guys are getting along.” He adjusts his tie and looks off into the distance. “Do you have any other requests?”

Your eyes darted to his face immediately wondering what context. “To take care of Eri.” You were shaky now. Your head wanted to explode as you thought of other things to request that wasn’t for the benefit of Eri.

“Just supplies to draw with.” He nodded and looked at you pleasingly.

“And do you need anything? Specific things you had in your living quarters that you need here.”

You pondered. “If possible. A small library.” Your request seemed to peek his interest, and he simply chuckled.

“Very well.” His hand issued you away, and Chrono guided you out.

“Chrono. How can you tell when Overhaul likes someone?” It was a bold statement and you felt as if he wouldn’t answer properly.

“Don’t worry. He likes you just fine.” He gave you a genuine answer, making you think.

“Now, get some rest. And leave a note of all your favorite breakfast items under the door. Our ‘chef’ wants to make your stay here interesting and home-y.” He left with a nod.

You smiled, not a big smile, because what was there to smile about. You turned on the small lamp light on your desk and scanned your room feeling something off.

Flowers were on your nightstand. Not the ones from before but new ones. White roses. They filled the whole room with a beautiful scent.

You rushed to find another note under the vase, your hands feeling the hand writing. Beautiful cursive saying

‘You’re like a beautiful dove amongst a trash filled park. You stand out like a sore thumb. You please me without knowing it, and for that I keep you near.’

You couldn’t help but shiver as you read it. A smile wider than usual filled itself along your face.

“Beautiful.”

Someone is playing with the strings of fate, and falling for you evidently. You held the note close to your heart laughing loudly as you thought of who it could be.

Your heart fluttered as you thought of the man in white. He seemed to have more personality in this place than anyone else, and he’s seen you the most.

You giggle at the thought, and the thought of not even seeing his face filled you with mysterious happiness.

It was like being in grade school again...

Hey hey! Its Lay. I am sad to inform you that I am sick. I have covid and so it’s hard to get things done while sick. So sorry if uploads are delayed, and or not posted weekly. I’m trying my best, and hopefully you guys support me all the way through.

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The overhaul x y/n soulmate au will not be uploaded this week.

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넷: 아무것도 옳지 않다

4: Nothing is Right

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It was morning once again. The sun shined against the mirror conveniently pointing at your face. You awake after a short stretch. Your eyes finding their way towards the flowers.

Bright and beautiful still. You turned and made a small smile as you smelled the freshness of the plants. It was the only freedom there was to smell.

You sat up and started to shuffle towards the desk. Sitting, you pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.

‘Is there any entertainment?” You put that paper to the side and looked at the shelf connected to your desk.

An elegant dull purple satin dress layed across the shelf. It looked soft. Your hand went to touch it. “How’d they even get it in here without me hearing?” You felt the fabric and rubbed it with interest. You hummed to yourself enjoying the feel.

A knock was on the door. And in welcomed a small thing. Bearing another plague doctors mask, but he didn’t seem human.

“Be ready in ten minutes! Perfume is in the drawer on the left. The dress is mandatory and a mask to match. I will be out here when you are ready!”

He walks out, his small legs dragging him off. Demanding, but funny for his size. You brushed him off and looked throught the drawers.

Grabbing out makeup and the three bottles of perfume, you began to make yourself decent and presentable.

You smelled all fragrances and choose on a flowerey scent. It differs from your usual non expensive brand. It smelled richer.

You slipped on the dress admiring how it fit perfectly on your body. It even had a bra to match. You combed your hand through your hair, swooping it to be a side part.

You slipped on whatever heels were left by the door. And knocked. Putting on a black mask, you gave yourself a silent cheer to being professionally ready.

The small humanoid man came back. You couldn’t help but smile at his small appearance. “Now. You will be respectful. Elegant. And obedient.” He spoke walking faster down the hall. “You shall address Overhaul with Sir. Example. ‘Yes sir’. If he asks you a question. You say?”

Overhaul? You pondered on that. Who is Overhaul?

You were snapped back into reality when the small black humanoid clapped. “Yes sir?” You answered as quick as you could, though he didn’t seem too impressed.

“Enter the room and wait for Overhaul to offer you a seat!” The door swiftly opened.

There, revealed a couch, a dull burgundy color. The walls gray, and the room felt calming.

No one seemed threatened or tense.

Your heels clicked two more times before halting. Three men turned to look your way. You eyes all three of them then bowed.

You bit your tongue as you came to the consensus that the man that sat in the middle of the couch, was the man who killed that night.

“Welcome.” That honey smooth voice. You couldn’t bring yourself to lift yourself up. Fear of looking him in his golden eyes. “Please, have a seat.”

You forced your bones and muscles to move. Heels clicking loudly as you sat in the lone chair across from him.

“We finally meet on better terms.” He began. Gripped his thigh and pushed his back against the couch. “Think of this as a warmer welcome than when you were first here.”

You nodded and breathed in. The scent of bleach crawling it’s way into your nostrils.

“Now, I’d like to ask.” You looked at him. Unfortunately, you looked into his eyes. You couldn’t stop staring and he knew he had you hooked. “Why haven’t you fought? Seeing the situation. I’d expect a little resist. But my colleagues here say you’re such an Angel.” Under that mask held a half smile. A playful polite one, and that is what scared you.

You sighed and tried your best to look away from him. “I don’t see.... Sir. I don’t see a reason to fight. My quirk isn’t physical. And I lack... I lack, strength.” You wanted to continue with excuses but instantly stopped as you started itching at your arm.

“I see.”

“And how is Eri?” He sat up and looked down at you. Humming for a response.

“Eri... she’s-“

“My daughter.” You’re head shot to make eye contact again. Even if looking at him was unbearable. This peaked your interest. “Her mom died a few years back. I haven’t been the best at taking her out to do things. I’m running this place and so I lose track of time.” He shook his head, as if feeling sorry.

But it didn’t feel, Right.

“That’s why I want you to be here. So she can be lively again.” His eyes closed as if he was making a big smile. Welcoming, yet decieving.

“Yes sir. Though, For this to happen, am I able to suggest things for her? I’m a licensed therapist and just being here for her won’t do everything that is required for making-“

Overhaul’s hand went up. “Of course. If you reach any of my colleagues they will take note. Being Chrono, or Mimic.” His hand reached out for two people. The Humanoid and the man in all white.

“Now, I expect to see you every night for a meeting. I would like updates on. Eri.” He looked at you deeply. But his intent seemed close to harmless.

Though, your back shivered. “What is your quirk?” He asks, his eyes being torn away to something on his table.

You nodded and took a deep breath. “My quirk is, Empathic feel. I can read the feel of the room better than anyone else, is all.”

You could feel the whole room turn upside down. Worried, you shifted yourself in the chair.

“That’s all for now. I’ll see you tonight.” The man in all wall stepped from behind the couch to guide you out. You stood and followed behind, looking back to make short eye contact with Overhaul.

You heart beat abnormally fast, and your head was scattered. “Clothes are on the bed. You and Eri will be seeing each other again.”

“Thank you, Chrono.” He was about to walk out until he heard his name. He nodded to that and continued on. Locking the door behind him.

You crawled onto the bed and bundled up the blankets, curling up in a ball. You waited for your heart to beat normally to even think about all that went on.

The conversation played in ypur head multiple times. Everytime you blinked all you saw was his golden eyes. You were aftaid of everyones capabilities now. Afraid of death looming at every corner.

A knocked happened on the door. You got up and cleared your throat. He entered and dropped off a silver tray. Though it wasn’t Chrono. It was someone different.

Holding a calm, solemn tone. You could see his expressions and cream colored hair, his mask sat on his face snuggley with three straps holding the mask in place.

“Uh, Thank you...” you smelled the aroma and it smelled like eggs and toast. Easy prepped meal, with a water on the side.

You nodded to him and he nodded back walking out and locking it again.

Staring at the meal, you pondered everything around you.

Overhaul.

And his daughter.

What could all this even be?

And why isn’t it as frightening as it should be?

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셋: 변장의 축복

3: A Blessing in Disguise

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A child. A child, with bandages all over, stood up, her head hung low and her eyes filled with sadness. Your eyes teared up, as you stared at the girl.

You looked at her bandages, and her worn down dress. You wanted to speak against it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to mutter a word. Fear that you’d be dead in seconds.

“Hi.” You felt the need to say something. A short Hi that didn’t linger. You knelt down and offered your hand. The little girl hesitated before offering her hand. “What’s your name?” Your eyebrows wringled upwards, you felt her shiver as you put your other hand on top.

“Eri.”

“Oh, That’s a very pretty name.” You close your eyes and try to calm yourself down. You read the room. All eyes were on you and what move you’d make next. You weren’t exactly told what you were supposed to do.

Your hands slipped away from her and she stumbled backwards. You stood up and bit your tongue. “Eri, Were you told why I was here?”

You tried a nice tone, one very high pitched, hoping no sass crept through. “I was told you were here to keep me company for today.”

You nodded to that and looked around the room. “Okay, Well then, what do you want to do?”

She looked arpund cluelessly. She looked down, as if torn. She picked at her fingernails and didnt answer.

“Do you have any books? Any toys?” You had whispered into someones face but they didnt answer. You simply rolled your eyes and walked around the room.

“Why don’t we play a game?”

Eri’s eyes seemed to sparkle a little bit. “It’s called rock, paper, scissors.” You guided her to the bed to sit on it and she took liberty to jump. You couldn’t smile, this was a sad sight.

“Okay so this is how you play.”

After around two hours you had left her room. You were placed back in your own.

It looked freshly swept and it smelled of bleach and lemon lysol. The trash pile you made was gone and a trash basket was placed right by the desk. You looked at the desk and found a white robe matched with a silk night gown underneath. Underwear and multiple feminine products were also there.

Despite being sad and tired, you couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. For a bunch of kidnappers they were surely helpful with a lot of things. You headed towards the desk and looked for a note.

‘Take off all your clothes and lay them on the shelf of the desk. Put the robe on and leave a note under the door. Products for you to use are also there, the bag includes;

Shampoo, Conditioner, Body soap of different variations, toothbrush, and toothpaste’

You nodded, even if it was to yourself. You picked up the robe and set it on the bed. Laying it out to admire how nice it looked.

You did as the note said and put a note under the door with the word “okay” in big letters.

Someone unlocked the door and guided you down the opposite way you went earlier. You passed by a huge empty space, one where a bunch of people in plague masks communed. You scrunched up your eyebrows and crinkled your nose at the lemon lysol in the air.

You looked to your right, the man in all white was guiding you through again. You blushed as you finally realized you were naked next to, probably a male man. You looked down at the ground and bit your lip.

They guided you to a room, a huge shower room to be exact. A big open space with one lonely chair in the middle. The top was layered with holes.

“Wash up properly. You have thirty minutes.” He turned the timer on the side of the door and the water on the other side of the room began to spray. You nodded as the door shut.

You admired the tiles. Unlike your shower which looked dull, this seemed to be cleaned and bright. Red tiles adorned it, 8 drains perfectly symmetrical to one another were at the bottom.

You looked behind you at the black door and timer. Sighing, you undid the robe and put it on the hook nearest to you. You took out the tolietries that were needing and walked to a turn dile beside the timer. Twisting it, steam started to fill the room.

Walking under the shower you were greeted by warm water. Setting down the soaps you closed your eyes and faced your head up. You brushed your hair back and gave out a slight smile.

Until you thought about how you got here.

A frown made its way to your face as you started to shiver. You could feel the warm droplets in your eyes start to leak. And you felt your mind go blank.

All that filled your mind was the man you saw before. His golden yellow eyes, his gaze could kill you. His arms, his hands, the threatening yet calming voice that filled your ears.

You couldn’t tell if you should thank the man for this kidnapping or cuss him out. This was a blessing and a curse.

You calmed yourself. Eyes opening to find the timer. 15 more minutes.

You washed up. Carefully and calmly. You dried yourself and slipped on the robe. After a few minutes of brushing your hair you were greeted again by the men.

They eacorted you put and back into your room. “Tomorrow will be a special day.” You barely paid attention to them at your door. You heard it lock and upon you entering your room, you noticed a vase on your nightstand.

Filled with oleanders and orchids, you sat and admired splash of color in your room. You smelled the flowers. A note sat under the vase. Picking it up, it was fully noticeable that this was the most unusual thing you’ve seen by far.

‘A porcelain doll can fall with cracks, but it still holds it’s beauty and grace”

You looked at it confusingly and stuffed it in your nightstand drawer. You yawned softly as you stretched. Your head pondering on the note and flowers.

A secret admirer already.

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Oh my gosh! I’m sorry it took so long. But i do hope you enjoy this! Please leave down in the comments if you want to be part of the taglist! ❤️❤️

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2: Luxury Kidnapping

You woke up to sunlight hitting your eyelids. You heard a slight commotion coming from somewhere around you. Opening your eyes after a few seconds of confusion you begin to remember what had happened.

Between your silent thinking and your pondering on such a crazy dream, you finally realized.

It wasn’t a dream at all.

You were quick to check your pockets. Eyes paying attention to the door in front of you ready to attack at any given moment. You felt around you, this time taking your time to look.

The room was minimalistic. A desk, nightstand, and a bed were the only thing you had. You checked in the drawer of the nightstand only to find a note.

‘Sorry for the inconvenience, y/n.

We needed to keep you here so you can’t tell anyone about the encounter of last night. This note is also placed in the desk across the room. When you wake, please write us a note and slide it under the door so we can explain the situation.’

You couldn’t grasp your situation. Your head began to spin and a headache was setting in. You wanted to pass out but you knew that would only make you more anxious.

You cursed under your breath and rolled your eyes, you stood up and crossed over to the other side of the room. Your hand ran itself along the desk. Two waters were prepared for you as well as crackers.

You sat down in the desk seat and examined the three objects. Opening up the water bottle you quickly smelled. It was lukewarm, but you drank it anyway.

As you downed your water, you took note of how high the windows were. They were too high for you to do anything with it. Even with the chair and bed holding you.

You sighed and started looking through drawers. You found the same note and under that were some papers and pens.

You rolled your eyes and groaned as you complied to make a letter.

‘I am awake. Though I want to know where I am? I want to know why I wasn’t just killed?’

You stood up from the chair, your eyes set on the doorknob-less door. You dropped the note on the floor, kicking it under the door.

You stared at what you were wearing. They surely weren’t your clothes. You didn’t even realize the air hitting your legs. You were in a gown.

An ugly grey bluish color go be exact. The only thing left on your body that was yours was your bra and underwear.

You let out a loud groan and sat down on the bed. You picked at your fingers annoyingly, tapping your foot to fight the silence.

The door clicked, and the knob turned. Your body perked up, but instanly coward to the back of the bed, grabbing the flat pillow as a shield.

Your heart raced as the door opened. What welcomed you were two men. One man dressed in all white, while the other in all black. They both bowed politely.

The man in the white suit went straight to the desk to lay out a few pairs of clothes. He turned back to the door. “Please, get dressed. We have someone for whom you should meet. Make sure to wear one of the masks left under the pair of jeans. When your done, leave another note under the door.”

The two men left, leaving you in a confused state. The door clicked again and your demeanor loosened. You looked down at the ground.

Slowly moving to get up, your legs wobbled to the desk. You pull apart the neatly folded clothes. The strong scent of laundry detergent filled your nostrils.

You basked in the delightful smell, closing your eyes. You nuzzle your face against the fabric of the shirt. It completely crossed your mind that these weren’t your clothes. They were too neat and elegant, compared to your regular jeans and tshirt most days.

You pull away and lay out the few pairs there were. Two pairs of jeans, a carmel color turtle neck, and a black long sleeve.

You weren’t given much of an option. You look at the desk to see if anything else sat there and to your surprise there was. A bag of makeup in a small clear carrier bag.

You questioningly squinted your eyes. Your fingers hesitating to touch it and look inside.

Opening it slowly, it held a plethora of brands. Four of the top brands of japan to be exact. Four different mascaras, eyeliners, foundation, gladly matching your skin tone, and some eye shadow. Simple eyeshadow, blacks and brown tones.

You were amused by the way they treated you. It wasn’t a kidnapping, it was luxury.

You simply laughed and looked through the rest of the drawers. You were glad to find a mirror, one with a ring light. And you were welcomed by glass handle brushes and blending plushes.

You walked over and decided your outfit, the carmel turtleneck and the black jeans. You slid on the white socks, and the grey shoes left at the door. Probably from the man in the opposite color.

Then you headed over to seat yourself in the chair by the desk. You looked through the makeup again and decided your plan.

You combed through your hair a couple times with your hand, smoothing it out and patting it down. Then you began with the makeup.

After a few long minutes you were finished with a natural look. You wrote done on a paper and kicked it under the door waiting.

You picked up a black mask and took it out of the crinkly wrapper throwing the trash in the pile you made on the desk.

The door clicked open and you looked shocked as two new people came to greet you. “Right this way.” They offered you out.

You cautiously walked out and looked to find two other men, wearing the same plague doctors mask as the others, entered your room simultaneously with sprays and a few baskets.

“You are to listen and obey. Cooperate.” One spoke, but you couldn’t tell who. One stepped in front of you and started walking. You followed, going down a hall and entering a room in which seemed duller than your own.

“Eri. Say Hi.”

A little girl looked up. Her eyes filled with sadness.

“Hi.”

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Hey hey! Part 2 for my Overhaul Soulmate AU is almost done. If you’re new here and you want to read part 1, here’s the link;

Anyways, It was brought to my attention that I should have a tag list. So I’m here to ask about that! If you have any interest on being on a taglist to know when I post this story again just say so in the comments! I’ll make sure to be the best I can to make your experience on this page a magnificent one!

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I’m fairly new to tumbler too tbh. What I understand from a tag list if that you @ someone under the fic or in the comments. You do this to basically notify the reader that you posted something. The ones that are crossed out are the ones that can’t be tagged, probably because they changed their username.

Ooooh. Okay I get it. Then yeah, I’ll do this.

Thank you for bringing it up to my attention! And thank you for helping!

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hi!! I was wondering if you had a tag list for your overhaul fic. if there is one, I was wondering if I could be on it. if not, that’s okay too. thanks bubs!!

So, I am actually very new to tumblr. This account was just supposed to be for my art and little headcannon posts. I’m glad people are in love with the writings I do.

I don’t necessarily understand the question. And I don’t really know how to make a tag list. I’ll learn though! All i need is to understand the question ☺️

#overhaul imagines #bnha overhaul #kai chisaki #bnha #mha #anime #mha overhaul #overhaul

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Hey guys! Here’s a story I will make more parts! Please comment down below if you like this! Part 2 will be up soon! Enjoy!

Part 2

하나: 무심코

1: Unintentionally

“Ew, she doesn’t have her soulmate yet?”

“Most of the last year class has theres, why is she so weird?”

“I can’t believe she’s weird enough to not have a soulmate. And don’t even get me started on the quirk.”

“She’s meant to be a nobody.”

3 years later

A photo was taken, you’re degree in hand and a certificate in the other. “That was the quickest anyone has ever gone through college. It should be on world records.” You’re mother screamed as if to tell the heavens. She perked up and picked up her camera again, grabbing onto you, she snapped the photo and pushed you away slightly.

“It was mostly my quirk.” You take off your grad cap and rolled your eyes.

“It doesnt matter, you were also top of your class! Wow! My daughter sure is perfect!” You rolled your eyes again and walked away from the crowded area.

“I’m guessing you already got a job? Huh?” A female classmate touches your shoulder. You look into her green eyes, they sparkled as she smiled. “You probably have a whole buttload of jobs in line for you.”

She was two years older, but she was the closet one you had to a friend.

Lay Hoshino. Her quirk is Strings, and her soulmate... well her name is Handa Aimi. And unlike everyone else that bragged about their soulmate, Lay was very considerate of your situation and only mentioned her on occasions or in stories. Lay was one of the lucky one’s, she had a good quirk, interning for pro hero endeavor, and she has a perfect soulmate. She had a fair life.

Lay ruffled your hair and nodded. “Well?”

“I’m actually going to go into therapy. Therapy for Proheros.” Lay hummed at your response and smiled big.

Lay twirled around you, taking off her graduation cap. “Looks like you’ll be taking care of me all the time.”

You groaned and picked at your fingers. “Well, Unless you need therapy everyday...”

“Yes! I trust you with helping me not suffer through depression.”

You both stood in silence. “Hey! So, my girlfriend is here. Want to get something to eat?!” Lay’s hand awkwardly scratched the back of her head as she looked up at the sky.

“Yeah sure.”

Lay nodded and cleared her throat. “Kay! Cool! I’ll be back I have to say goodbye to two more people and then we’ll get something.”

You nodded in confirmation to her and she ran off into the opposite direction. You turned fully to go back to wherever your mom was bickering and said you were leaving.

Goodbyes were said as she bragged about you on the phone to her friends and your other family members.

Your sibiling. Well he’s a prohero. And his soulmates also a prohero. They both fight in Sangenjaya district. His quirk is Emotional Manifestation. He has the ability to seperate his emotions into people.

You were never equal to him, and you see it when your mother talks about it. She brags to you about your brother but its never vice versa.

It only really bothered you back in high school, but now it’s just something you have to deal with.

“Hey Y/N!” Lay raced to you holding who you supposed was her girlfriend. “Handa meet y/n. Y/n this is Handa. My beautiful pretty princess! Her voice seemed to go high in pitch as she ended that sentence which made everyone chuckled when she cleared her throat.

“Anyways...” Handa interrupted. “Where should we go?! It’s your guys big day!” She was cheerful, and her voice was very high pitched, but it was... calming.

“Don’t mind her. Its her quirk. She has relaxing singing but sometimes her just talking calms her down. But hey, you’re not tense anymore.” You shivered and scratched at your arm nervously. “Lets go to the beef bowl restaurant. In shibuya!”

Later that night

“Don’t stay up too late now!” Lay waved her hand as she wrapped her other one around Handa’s waist. “Get some sleep!” Lay’s face was bright red, she wobbled over Handa and walked with heavy feet.

Despite that, you let them walk off and go into your apartment.

It wasn’t messy, nor was it clean. It was just depressing. Quiet, minimalistic, and dark. You only really used two lights in the apartment and that was the kitchen light and your bedroom light. You walked into the kitchen, your vision slightly blurry. Your hands fell to your marble counter as you looked over to find a water. To your dismay there was none.

Rolling your eyes, you slid off your gown and threw on a different shirt. Your heart beat fast as you aobbled out of your apartment, a small groan leaving your lips feeling the cold crisp air.

You walked along the usual path to the convient store, or so you thought. You have turned right three times and now you were stuck and lost.

You riched for the wall, pushing your hands on it , your eyes closed as the migraine started to take over. Upon opening them again you look up in the distance to find a silhouette of three men. A glove flowed on the ground and one body simply dropped from one touch.

Your eyes widened. And your heart started beating erratically. You tried to stand but instead you fell, landing on a pile of trash. A loud squishing sound echoed through the alleyway, and you found yourself scrambling to run away as the guy pushed away the second male. You saw the shadow walking towards you, and before you could look at who the person was, you darted.

You ran off not even picking yourself up fully. Your head was light, and your legs about to give up, but you kept running as fast as you could. And when slowing down just a little bit to look behind you, you were grabbed by two hands into the next alleyway.

Your eyes started filling with tears as you braced yourself for death. The hands gripped you tightly dragging you to the end of the alleyway. You closed your eyes shut, mumbling to yourself as you were pushed against the wall.

“What did you see?” You felt a mean stare coming from the male, but you still couldn’t bring yourself to look.

“Nothing!”

“Lies! Tell me now!”

“I saw a guy fall! Thats all!” The male grabbed your face, squeezing it harshly.

You open your eyes, furrowing your eyebrows as you cried more.

He wore a plague beak. His eyes were citrine yellow, and his voice...

His voice sounded smooth, like honey. You almost forgot he had killed someone, until he looks at you with a disgusted face.

“Disgusting-“ he pushed you away from him and beckoned his hand to behind the buildings. One man stepped out of the shadows, dressed in all white. “Go.”

Without a second thought you started jogging off. Your heart rate picking up as you thought about home.

But you never reached home.

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