Hello, everyone, I hope you enjoy the recent chapter! Thank you to all who followed and reviewed it so far!
Reminder I don't have a beta reader so if there are grammar errors or misspelled words I apologize in advance!
I got inspiration from this story through My Hero Academia and the Korean drama Psychopathic Diary! You will notice that the story follows the baseline and some situations but again I made it a little different in a way! ( I recommend watching it is really good!)
Thank you once again and I hope you enjoy this story!
Love MaximumRide12345
I do not own or take credit for the Korean Drama Psychopathic Diary! Or My Hero Academia, story, or characters (Besides my own OC's). All Credit goes to creators of both stories!
For some clarification on the text below!
Bold in this case: Refers to a TV Broadcast/News Announcement
Italics in this case: Refers to events in Jiyoung's perspective and people talking (future events)
Normal in this case: Normal talk!
Full Summary!
Park "Haru" Jiyong was a timid pushover Korean transfer student who almost gave up on his life. However, after coming across and coincidentally witnessing a murder, he flees the scene with the killer's diary in his hands. Unfortunately, upon escaping he gets into a car accident which causes him to lose his memory. Due to the diary in his possession, he mistakenly believes that he is a notorious psychopathic serial killer that even puts the League of Villains to shame. Also misunderstanding his reasons for wanting to go to UA Academy, he is set out to become the first Psychopathic Hero! (Based on the Kdrama Psychopathic Diary!)
"I said no pictures! Get back behind the police line!"
"I'm from Hero AAN! Please give me a quick word! Is this suicide related to the Fingerprint Killer? It's been claimed that the last few cases follow the steady flow of serial murders that have been committed so far!" Screamed an overly-enthusiastic reporter, over the hoards of other reporters from different media agencies pushing, yelling, and shoving each other.
"I can't reveal any information about the case! Wait for the official report! Now if none of you back off right now, I'm going to arrest all of you!"
"Jeez, the reporters can't take the hint can they?" Complained a rather soothing voice to his partner standing guard outside of the house of the current crime scene.
So said partner almost didn't hear him. Even though she was standing outside, something inside her kept nagging for her to go and inspect the scene herself.
Tapping her foot impatiently she watched fellow crime investigators, forensic, and other police personnel walking in and out, some even shouting at each other.
"It's not a surprise by this point Lee. We just need to keep doing our job." She finally said biting her lip anxiously.
Lee let out a loud groan and rolled his eyes. "Knowing you it's like you're saying the complete opposite of that."
Before she could retort, both ended up pausing at the sight of two forensic personnel slowly wheeling the covered body of the victim out to the ambulance.
After a moment of silence passed, she was almost startled by Lee's voice.
"Was it really suicide?"
That caused her to blink and sigh out loud, she could almost feel the exhaustion of last night's shift creep up on her.
"Are you going to continue talking nonsense? It's not the time to play detective." She responded shortly looking back at the house.
"The trash-collecting old lady who was weighed down by living, left the gas on to commit suicide." She suddenly rambled, recalling this morning's briefing.
"On top of harsh living conditions, her body was just discovered this morning after months of neglect, simply because no one came or wanted to check up on her." She swallowed the lump forming in her throat as she pushed out the rest of the summary to her partner, who looked taken aback by the sudden recall.
"I know, I also feel sorry too," said Lee in a rather low tone than earlier, leaning closer to her.
"The old lady even took sleeping pills." He whispered before straightening back out. She quickly looked at him as he kept his face professionally blank.
"Sleeping pills?" She whispered back confused. How does he know that? It wasn't in this morning's brief.
"I overheard the investigators debating about it with forensics when I picked up our keys to the patrol vehicle." He answered back automatically as if knowing her thoughts.
She then without hesitation walked towards the blocked off the entrance, that was blocked with police tape.
"Hey! You can't just go in! Come here!" One of the new interns shouted nervously at her, he extended his arms to hold her back in which she carefully dodged over.
"Now now Yuu-Kun, let's not make a fuss hmm?" Lee said cheerfully using a bit of his quirk on the younger officer as he wrapped an arm around his shoulders and guided him back to the patrol cars.
"B-but..b-but.." He trailed off dazed and Lee let out an exaggerated laugh, nodding his head towards his partner who gave him the okay sign.
"Officer H-hiromi-san can't go in there." Yuu-kun protested and Lee sternly turned him away from the blocked entrance.
"What was that? How about you look over there for a second? Do you see what I see?" Lee said, enforcing more of his calming quirk in his voice.
Yuu-kun blinked for a moment before responding. "Huh? I can't see anything?"
Lee slapped his back happily. "Good! That's your future if you keep meddling like that."
Meanwhile, so said officer made her way into the house, she looked and studied the room, as forensic still were sweeping the house for evidence.
Pulling on gloves Hiromi followed the pattern of household goods and personal items scattered all over the place until her eyes came across the tapped outline of where the old lady's body laid.
Based on the tap it looked as if she was slumped up against her backyard porch windows. Out of the corner of the eye she saw a single blood fingerprint on the glass.
Placing her hand on her chin she rubbed it in thought until a familiar voice broke her from it.
"Isn't it strange?"
Hiromi rolled her eyes and looked over at the voice. It was a man wearing an old fashioned detective coat and fedora, his hand was copying the same motions as she was. Upon seeing that she dropped her hand letting out a puff of air.
"What is strange? There could be…"Hiromi snapped back, however she trailed off slightly as she relooked over the scene.
She also didn't have to look back at the figure to know he was looking at her with a scowl.
"Even others believe so, a true detective can't be like that."
Hiromi held back from rolling her eyes again and slowly took off her gloves. "You can't say that when others have yet to voice it out properly yet."
"Think about it for a moment." The figure continued, ignoring her rebuttal.
"If the grandmother was thinking of dying when she took the sleeping pills, why did she come all the way here to do it?"
That made her freeze for a second, as ridiculous as the figure could sound sometimes, he for once did have a solid point.
But it was also in that brief moment when reality hit her once more and she sighed again, relaxing her shoulders that she didn't realize were tense.
"I'm not a detective." She said flatly and turned to walk back outside when the figure caused her to freeze in place again.
"And, here…"
She looked over her shoulder and watched him crouch in front of the back window, his finger pointed out the fingerprint again before she watched him hover his thumb over it instead.
"Isn't this fingerprint actually a thumbprint?" He glanced back at her with a questioning yet also blank expression on his face.
Before she could say anything he looked away from her to the window again. "On top of that, it's blood splatter."
Hiromi couldn't help but feel uneasy by his words and with wide eyes, she walked up next to him and leaned over slightly, before crouching down also.
She blinked a couple of times seeing what she didn't see before, from afar, the blood splatter stood out as she looked up and down the window and the thumbprint caused her to bite her lip a little harder this time.
"What's this? Maybe her finger was injured." She mumbled focusing for a moment on the print.
The figure first glanced back and around the room before replying in a grave tone, "There's something strange with this scene."
Hiromi's eyes met the figures' own and they stared at each other for another second, before she suddenly stood and shook her head, wiping the sweat off her palms on her uniform pants.
"There's nothing strange. Please stop saying useless things." She concluded out loud more so to herself than the figure of whom she could still feel his eyes linger on her.
"Senpai." Lee's sudden voice of concern caused her to jump and she quickly looked around at him.
He raised an eyebrow at her in reaction to her startled expression.
"What are you saying to yourself? He then asked gently and Hiromi quickly blinked off the effects of his quirk. Looking back to where the figure was she sighed seeing that there was nobody there.
"Ah no, it's nothing. I'm fine so stop using your quirk on me."
He gave another look of concern in which she turned away from suddenly flustered.
"Shall we head out to patrol then?"
Nodding her head she quickly exited the house of the victim with Lee right behind her.
"Park! How many times do I need to say it?! You need to lower your body more and throw the punch upon clenching your core!"
Jiyoung narrowly blocked his training partner's punch as his boxing coach from the side screamed at him. Sweat was dripping from his body but he knew he had another thirty-minutes of beating before he was done with today's training.
Adjusting his helmet he focused nervously on Amai-kun who was grinning at him mischievously from his own helmet.
"Show me you're I'm gonna get accepted into U.A with a bang, expression Haru!" Amai-Kun taunted him and he almost let a groan out at the nickname.
"Y-yes!" He squealed back uncertainty, and ended up getting kicked harshly in the shins for not fully paying attention, causing him to fall face-first on the mat.
He could hear his coach groan in disappointment and Amai-Kuns laugh above him. "Get back up Haru! We still have a few minutes left!"
Trembling he got back up on his feet and during the last seconds he was able to get at least one blow on Amai-Kun before the buzzer of the gym went off.
"Hahaha I knew you could do it! Holy, that was a good throw at the end there!" Amai-Kun said cheerfully as he helped a shaking Jiyoung out of the ring.
His coach sighed loudly from his office before coming back out with towels and ice packs. Throwing the items at them, Amai-Kun was able to catch it perfectly were he on the other hand stumbled.
Picking the items off the floor he gave a nervous chuckle seeing the stern expression on his coaches face.
"I just don't understand you Park. Your step-mother gave me your background and it shows you've been training since you were eight. And that training has been showing off and improving during the years you've been here."
"Now come on Takeuchi-Sensei! Give the kid a break, he's going to do great when the exams come around!" Amai-Kun said, winking at Jiyoung who gave another nervous smile.
"Its his timid personality that's holding him back! That's it, Park, next week we are going to focus on your confidence building! U.A isn't going to let timid examinees like yourself be accepted at this rate!" His coach said crossing his arms over his chest, he then turned and walked back into his office closing the door with a slam.
Amai sighed before smiling at Jiyoung who was fiddling his ice pack and looking at the floor solemnly.
"Hey it's going to be fine! You have great form! Don't be discouraged every time you go against me, I've had the training a little longer and that's why I get a little excited and can't help but not hold back because of the potential you have! I'll talk to the old man but who knows this could help you in the long run!"
With a slap on his shoulder, Jiyoung watched silently as he walked off humming a pop tune.
It frustrated him when they spoke to him like that, he blinked off tears as he slowly stood back up and went to go gather his things.
As he left the building and walked back to his he couldn't help but consider the truth behind their words. He didn't know if he was always a pushover or timid like this, but what he did know is that it all fully started when he discovered what his quirk was for the first time.
He ruffled his hair shaking away the thoughts involved with it. To him it was more of when he was ready to fully confront or rather if he would ever confront the issues.
Pulling his hoodie up over his head he watched a police car drive by during the annual patrol hours in the area by his gym during this time of the evening and a homeless man pushing a cart on the other side of the street from him. The homeless man was rambling on in a drunken slur and levitating a couple empty bottles of beer near his head.
Ignoring the man he walked around him and avoided looking back even when the man yelled at him.
"Two Aldera Junior High Students were rescued by All Might this afternoon from a villain known as the Sludge Villain! The impact was so big it even caused a temporary rain storm…!"
Jiyoung paused and listened to the newscast coming from an electronics store televisions on display. He watched a short clip of the figure of All Might and the poorly blurred out faces of the students.
Jiyoung snorted at the quality anyone watching could tell who the students were in public from a distance. A blond spiky-haired aggressive-looking teen and a green curly-haired plain freckled looking teen in the same uniforms.
Yawning he stretched his arms and continued his trek back. "If I think about it, I think that's the Junior high the upstairs guy said he goes to." Jiyoung pondered out loud to himself, as he walked up to the entrance of his building.
His phone at that same dinged loudly causing him to pause and pull the device out. Reading the message quickly Jiyoung groaned visibly upset to anyone who looked passing by.
With an angry sigh he shoved the phone back into his bag and turned back from his apartment to wave down a taxi.
It doesn't look like he's going to rest early this weekend.
Hiromi rested her head and watched the buildings pass by slowly as Lee drove them around their patrol route for that evening.
She saw a homeless man rambling and a hunched over teen walk in different directions and seeing that they posed no threat she didn't bother voicing them to her partner.
The radio was reporting the news over a villian accident this afternoon and how All Might saved the day once again, but it was turned down low enough to be background noise.
Not fully paying attention she flinched when Lee cleared his throat.
"Senpai, perhaps...I'm just saying, what if…"
Hiromi rubbed her temples to soothe a headache that was coming on.
"Lee just spit it out, don't run in circles." She said closing her eyes for a minute.
"Do you see ghosts?"
She snapped her eyes open and turned her body towards him. "Wait, what?"
He glanced over and after seeing her expression he cleared his throat again to fix himself.
"No, no! I'm not saying you're crazy! The thing is...Whenever we go to a scene where someone died, you talk to yourself a lot."
"It's nothing." She answered back immediately fighting off her face from flushing red again, in embarrassment.
They fell quiet again and she looked back out the window again, smiling as she saw a couple holding hands and laughing as they walked home.
"How would it be if you looked at the ghost though?"
As soon as that peace was there it was gone again.
Not caring if she responded Lee then started to chatter with a grin.
"I mean you might actually have a quirk that allows you to see ghosts!" Lee laughed but she watched him with a blank expression as he did a cross over his chest.
As Lee was still laughing nervously now at the thought of his own words, she turned to look out the front and relaxed back in her seat.
Crossing her arms over her chest she finally said gently, "The scenes remind me in a way of the past. I used to talk to my dad about his cases, from the time I was a kid. Though at that time I was obsessed with getting a quirk and being a pro hero like everyone else, seeing him come home with just boxes of cases I couldn't help but get curious and pester him to tell me about it."
Hiromi smiled at the thought of her dad getting flustered over her childish pestering and her mom nagging him to not tell her about scary things.
"You see, his case book was more interesting to me than reading fairy tales or watching the news about All Might or the other pro heroes."
"Ahh yes the legendary Detective Hiromi…" said Lee in an understanding voice after she finished her last thought.
"What legend?" She questioned him with a small emotionless laugh.
But that seemed to make him fall silent in respect and understanding towards her father's current situation.
As Lee pulled up to her mother's cafe, that last spot in their rounds. She spotted the so-called legend outside in a chair with one of their dachshunds, Micky.
Rolling down the window she leaned out and waved to her dad. "Dad!" she called out with a smile.
Her father was wearing a red sweater, upon seeing her he did his best to give her a lopsided smile and with a trembling hand he waved with the other holding tightly onto Micky.
Lee pulled to the curb and put their vehicle in park, while Hiromi went ahead and got out.
"Livy! Livy! Livy!" Her father shouted happily as he stood up unsteadily still waving at her. Micky squirmed uncomfortably by the sudden change of positions, but her father kept his grip tight on him.
Hiromi then saluted him and he with the same lopsided grin gave her one back with his trembling hand. That's right, her poor father that had to suffer for no reason, her father that sacrificed his life and the ones who rather call him a legend then continue his efforts.
That is why she is more dedicated than anything or anyone to accomplish that for him.
"Olivia! You should have told me if you and Seiji-Kun were going to stop by!" Her mother said with a happy expression on her face.
"I'm sorry mom, we have some time before tonight's shift so we thought to stop by for dinner real quick. "Hiromi said calmly as Lee walked up next to her greeting her father in the same manner and giving her mom a bow, in which she slapped him on the back for.
"Why of course let's go in! Come along dear, let's go eat."
As they followed her parents inside, she bit her lips and forced a grin on her face.
More than anything she was going to solve his case.
And more than anyone she was going to be the one to catch the FingerPrint Killer.
I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter fams!
We are slowly approaching the entrance exams! What do you guys think of Hiromi and her partner Lee? How do you like Jiyoung's nickname Haru? What do you think Jiyoung is upset about?
Other than that I look forward to seeing you guys in the next chapter!