"Oh, no no no, Sparks, I know you don´t mean that." Denki gently shook his head, a soft smile on that pretty face of his. Even after everything that happened, everything he did, he still looked at you with so much fondness in his eyes, so much care it made you sick.

Taking slow steps he got closer to you, placing his forearm against the wall above your head, keeping you pinned, his nose brushed against yours. How could he be so calm while your former classmates laid on the ground, unmoving. You could only hope they were still alive.. "Come with me, Sparks." He continued with a low voice. This guy was nothing like the energetic boyfriend he used to be-