"Soooooo!" I was already dreading the walk the precise moment I met eyes with the smug smirk on Toga's expression. I stuffed my hands in my pockets, mentally preparing myself for whatever dumb shit that was going to spew out of her mouth. Whatever you do, don't ask about Touya. I swear I will yeet you into the next dimension.

"Can I call you Dab Dab's girlfriend now?"

God fucking damnit.

I gave her a side glance, hiding my great desire to smash her into a wall. I didn't understand why I was so irritated with her comments, or why they made my skin tingle. "No. We're not dating." I deadpanned. Toga didn't seem very impressed with my reply, obviously by the way her smirk only widened. The obvious mischief gleamed in her state, telling me I wasn't going to be let off so easily.

"Really? Then what was that I saw just now? Plus you're like- really cute! How can he not like you?" She commented , almost bouncing. Actually, looking at her again- she was practically skipping as she walked. I didn't properly process her words until I realized she just complimented me. Wait- what? I shook my head, dismissing her comment. How much could I say to get her off my ass?

"What does Shigaraki want again?" I spat, giving her the most bored expression I could muster. Although, I was somewhat concerned on what the chapstick - needing man wanted.

"I don't k- hey, don't change the subject (y/n)!" She whined. I noticed the bubbly girl slowed her pace. What's that about?

"I'm not changing the subject, Toga." Suddenly, the plain walls looked much more interesting than the conversation. Her wide smirk shrunk into what I could best describe as a baby pout. She now stopped dead in her tracks and stomped her foot on the ground as she cried out in the most obnoxious baby voice I had ever heard.

"(y/n)! I've told you so many times to call me Himiko." She groaned as she threw her mini tantrum. Since when was she this immature? I knew she was doing this just to annoy me. As childish as she was, this was another level.

"I know you're just trying to annoy me into talking...Himiko." Maybe that will shut her up, if I say what she wants. As expected, she immediately stopped her tantrum and threw her arms around me, a wide grin replacing her pout.

"Seeee? That wasn't so hard now, was it?" She cooed in an encouraging tone. At least she dropped the topic. I nodded, agreeing to whatever bullshit she was spewing.

"Now, tell me the truth. What's going on between you and Dab Dab?!" She insisted, her topaz hues gleaming with curiosity. I spoke too fucking soon. I continued walking, but she stayed behind, refusing to move. "Himik–"

"You know (y/n).." What now?

Toga glanced back at me, her usual unstable stare melded into something more tender, serious even. "It's not good to suppress your feelings like that. I mean– I'm not expert in love or anything like that! But we've been living together you for the past two weeks or more, no? And I keep noticing this weird back and forth between you two.. It's like you're awkwardly waiting for each other or something. But nothing will happen unless one of you take the leap!" She ended off her speech with a gleeful clap, coming closer to me.

I instinctively took a step back. I didn't really know how to reply to such an accusation. All of the alarms in my head were going off and I still couldn't pinpoint why. "I don't know what you're thinking but.." I trailed off.

"What I'm implying is that you should talk to him before things escalate too much. Because well, when you're a villain you never know what could happen next. One day you two could be together and the next one Shigaraki pulverized one of our asses" She added and shrugged . The thought of suddenly loosing Dabi in such a way made my chest tighten and my stomach twist in silent fear. It was kind of freaky how she could speak with such accuracy.

I didn't quite noticed how I found myself silently agreeing with her. So much that, I made the mistake of speaking up. "How do you know he even likes me?" My cheeks warmed, probably a prominent red. I was terribly embarrassed, saying something that could relate more to some lovesick school girl. I'm twenty-two for fucks sake.

Toga rose an eyebrow, and laughed. She took a deep breath before staring back at me. "Wait, you're serious?" She asked, stepping closer. "You may be more dense than I thought.." she mumbled. Not dense, just unaccepting. I shrugged, trying to desperately push away the topic I accidentally sparked. The insecurity that had been nagging at me constantly. What were me? Does he even like me?

This didn't kill Toga's motivation. It only seemed to ignite it, as she seemed more interested, clasping her hands when she spoke. "Well, for starters: that motherfucker is one jealous bitch. He's been on Nathan's throat all week! And the only thing he does is pay attention to you and act salty" she observed. "Second- if you didn't notice.. he's always glancing at you whenever you're not staring. Third, you two just look cute together!" She chimed with a smile.

I was speechless and surprised by how observant she was. That's .. hefty information. I cleared my throat, attempting to drown the weird feeling in my stomach. "We've been there for each other through and through. It's only natural he's.."

"So overprotective? So caring? So comfortable around you? I saw what happened, (y/n)" Toga added, which just made me question how much had she seen and how long she must have been observing all our behaviors.

"It doesn't take a rocket scientist to find out you two like each other. You're both just too afraid to catch on, but it's sooooo obvious! So you run around in circles hoping one gets the hint" she twirled her finger in the air, making a circling motion. She then reached for my wrist and began dragging me with her down the hall.

"But- if he doesn't like you he's missing out (y/n). I wouldn't mind snatching someone as cute as you for myself. He's missing out." She firmly stated. Though her stance was bubbly and lively, her gaze and tone said she was very much serious. The way she spoke about it made my cheeks warm. I wanted to ask further about her thoughts, but we soon reached the door.

"Ohhh. Here we are! Shigs seemed serious, so I'm kinda concerned on what he might want you to do. But if it's too bad I'll volunteer to come too! I wouldn't want you to be left alone in a dangerous situation." I held in a smile. Despite how crazy this girl was, her acts could be sweet sometimes.

"Whatever, Himiko."

"You know you love meee~" she replied in a sing song tone. Maybe I overestimated her.

Well, putting up with her can't be worse than anything that man child has to say, right? I was probably very wrong.

As I opened the knob and stepped into the room, I could see the leader from afar. He sat in a lonesome chair, writing and tearing up papers from a notebook. He seemed desperate, almost throwing a tantrum as he swung and threw the papers violently, growling cursed and frustrated words. The papers flew and fell quickly, some of them being crumbled into bars and placed in corners of the room.

"What the..." I stared around at the visible chaos he had created, raising an eyebrow at the questionable man, who was still very much in a blind rage. "Hello?" I deadpanned, to which he quickly stared up and smirked, quite disturbingly also.

"Ah.. (l/n). Welcome back. I have a .. special task to assign you with." I didn't like the sound of that, not one fucking bit being honest, but I still approached him. Was tormenting me with eerie looks his hobby or shit?

Each step felt like a weigh added to my list of troubles. His crazed grin only grew wider as I stepped close. Close to an extent where he could just reach out and murder me. "What is it?" I replied dryly, concealing whatever interest or emotion his words inspired in me. But what did he want? Was it a mission? A flimsy task?

Shigaraki didn't take long before he was already off his seat. He spun around to face several documents of many colors. Though soon, he stopped for one in specific, being thrown into the middle of the table. The folder was light peach, the word 'Takaoka' written in clear ink.

"Read it" he deadpanned. I rolled my eyes and complied, taking the document and skimming over it. I rose an eyebrow at the file. It belonged to none other than Hanako Takaoka. What did he want me to do with this information?

"This is Hanako's file.. what do you want from it?" I questioned. I didn't really hesitate when it came to things like this's. Plus, I really wasn't willing to amuse Shigaraki's arrogant nature. At least not that day.

"As you know, Takaoka has been missing for about .. two or so weeks. She reports that she's in a pinch. But is she really? This type of issue has never happened before" he taunted, getting up. His hands clawed down from his jawline to his neck, leaving very prominent read steaks of thin lines . Those nails look like a torture device. His thoughts weren't too off though. After all, anyone could betray anyone.

"What do you want?" I just wanted to get out of there. His disturbing smile and the amusement in his eyes did not humor me. I hated the fact he probably saw everything as one pathetic game. A game to take down all might. We were promised to follow a philosophy, but this man was just in it for the thrill of the hunt. Disgusting.

"Ah, well ... she hasn't been back in quite some time. What I ask of you is simple" he hummed, drumming his fingers on the table.

"You're going to U.A to go make sure she isn't doing anything suspicious"

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