1 week. That’s how long you haven’t been showing up to classes. No one even knows why, you just vanished in thin air. Your room was a complete mess the morning you were gone and your phone was left behind. Kirishima was worried. He didn’t know if you were dead or just left not wanting to be bothered. He cared, a lot, you were his everything and losing you was losing himself.

it was only a matter of time before you showed up missing on the news, that same night the news channel was hacked by some quirk showing you tied up in a dark room knocked up.

kirishima didn’t hear a word what the person who took you was saying. He rushed out of his room, everyone either eating sleeping or doom scrolling on who knows what. They didn’t have time to ask why he was in his hero costume before he ran out the door desperate to find you.

it took a few days before he came across a sketchy store, lights off and windows bordered up. It was normal in the area he was in but this place was calling to him that it was you who was in there. He tore open the door, it was dark, darkest store he’s been in. He saw blood tracks leading to the backrooms and opened to door to see you.

“Y/N!”