Green orbs stared blankly at the screen in front of him, a mass of pure white as he looked at the lifeless page. The rhythmic clicking of an old clock sounded above his head.
"God, I have no idea what to write, what does Scientific Realistic Fiction even mean?" A masculine voice complained as two fingers pinched the bridge of his nose, a sigh escaping the man as he closed his laptop, powering it off as he did. The man's head lazily drifted up, taking in his surroundings. He sat in an older Train station, for some reason, it had never been upgraded into a more viewer-friendly stop in the hundreds of years it had existed
'It is rarely used, that could be the reason' The green-eyed man mused, his expression softening as he looked at the oncoming train, it truly was a nostalgic sight, this station. His home away from home, he spent countless hours here with his classmates in high school. How he wishes he could return to those better times. But there was one slight problem with the station, or less the station more the people inside it. Glares were shot his way as he tried his best to completely ignore them, although he had become somewhat successful for himself as a writer, it didn't mean people liked him. For Heroes forbid they are seen liking a quirkless person, that would be simply preposterous. His Viridian eyes wandered to the approaching train, his legs straining after such a long day as he stood up with a sigh, walking towards where he would usually wait for the train. As he stepped into his normal spot, he felt numb, completely out of control of his own body as he stared down the tracks, a foreboding sense of danger ringing in his mind. Before he could finish questioning his own pysche, he felt his feet leave the ground as a guttural roar sounded behind him. Before he could even turn his head he heard a sickeningly close squelch as his back impacted the oncoming train.
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"Is he awake yet?" A feminine voice spoke aloud "By heroes above Mindy, he was hit by a train, oh shit his heart rates spiking."
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"We have to do it Deacon, we have too, We are destined for failure if we dont do this" Mindy? Spoke, or at least thats what little his mind could register. "But without his consent this is entirely illegal!" He tried to move his body but he couldn't. a wire snapped into his arm and he tried to scream, but he couldn't. Before he went unconscious one last time his mind let one more message through.
"Izuku Midoirya, heres your second chance."