Kōki watched on, her eyes wary as she stared at the man in front of her. He wore a green jacket lined with violet fur over a suit, a plague mask, and low-cut gloves. The plague mask obscured most of his face, but he is so terrifyingly familliar that it sent chills down her spine.
Not because memories related to him was fearful, no. Kōki could tell. She feel nostalgic, she suppose, but more terrified and off-put by how off he is.
She digs through memories, old ones, new ones, wreaking her brain to remember who in the world this man is and why would she know him, but she couldn't. All she knew is that he shouldn't look like this, that this is wrong and it scares her.
"I apologize for my daughter." He says. His voice was featherlight but also heavy, weighting a ton on her heart. "Eri has such a vivid imagination... She'd think up all these ridiculous stories all the time. Children, really." He stepped closer, never taking his eyes off Eri. "Eri, let's go."
Eri clenched the hem of her tank top, and buried her face in the back of her legs.
"Your daughter?" Kōki spoke up, voice sharp.
Her voice seems to jolt the man, but he regained his composure as soon as he'd lost it and slowly looked towards her.
A faint recognition flashed in his golden eyes, it was followed by confusion which was soon disregarded. His emotions are plain and easy to read to Kōki, who is partially an empth.
He's confused., but he doesn't care. Kōki shielded Eri behind her, and Eri whimpered.
"Yes." The man answered, averting his eyes to look at Eri instead, "my daughter."
This person is dangerous. Kōki's head whispered at her. Enough to kill her. She can't let him know anything.
"If you aren't in a hurry, do you mind letting her stay for a while?" Kōki asked, hands held behind her back. She knows her phone well enough to type without even looking at it, trying her best to not move anwhere but her wrist and fingers, she gently slipped her phone out from her back pocket. Stall. "She seems to really like me, and we had fun."
"Oh I couldn't bother you." The man said lightly. "Eri, you've been a very naughty girl, bothering strangers on the streets. Let's go."
Eri clenched her shirt tighter. Almost done.
"Oh I don't mind at all." Kōki replied without losing a beat, "Eri is such a wonderful girl, really imaginative, like you said."
The man sighed, examined her for a moment, the his fingers moved to the hem of his gloves-
Eri bolted.
Releasing her tank top, Eri partially flew from her side and to the man's. Her frame shaking like a leaf and trembling with fear so dense Kōki could almost smell it, her hand hovered in the air, unmoving and frozen in the middle of reaching out.
"Finally done with your tantrum?" The man raised an eyebrow, his hand leaving the hem of his low-cut gloves before he glanced at her, his gaze and aura, his everything so uncomfortably familliar but wrong- "Don't bother us again."
Kōki watched, frozen as the man walked away with Eri trailing after him, helpless.
Why is she always the one being protected?
Around Eri's neck, the sea glass gleams red.
Current Poll Results~ (from both the poll and the reviews)
Akemi's paring:
Todoroki Shouto: 25
Midoriya Izuku: 7
Ueno Hibiki: 7
Bakugou Katsuki: 5
Iida Tenya: 3
Iida Tensei: 1
Kaminari Denki: 1
Seiba Hiroi: 0
Others (Please state in review!)
Hibiki's pairing:
Shinsou Hitoshi: 8
Kimura Akemi: 7
Iida Tenya: 4
Midoriya Izuku: 0
Seiba Hiroi: 0
Todoroki Shouto: 0
Others (Please state in review!)
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