Izuku Midoriya had always admired you from afar, his heart swelling with a love that grew stronger each day. But now, his feelings had twisted, transformed into something darker, something he couldn’t control.

He had watched you from the shadows, admired your strength and bravery. But you had something he couldn’t have—peace. Your sixth sense, a subtle yet potent warning of danger, intrigued him, and he couldn’t bear the thought of losing you to the world outside. So, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

The world blurred in and out of your vision, and the next thing you knew, you woke up with a groggy mind. Your wrist was tied to a bedframe, the restraints tight enough to prevent movement. Your eyes struggled to focus as you tried to understand where you were.

Izuku’s face was buried in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin, and a chill ran through your spine. Your sense of danger flared, but the disorienting effects of the situation left you disoriented. You couldn’t sense the full extent of the peril you were in yet, but the unshakeable feeling of being trapped began to settle in your chest.

“I’m sorry… I had to,” Izuku mumbled against your neck, his voice shaky, yet there was a tinge of satisfaction in it. “I couldn’t let you go. I had to keep you safe. You’re the one, I know it…”

His grip on you tightened, and you could feel the desperation in his touch. He wasn’t going to let you leave. Not now, not ever. You were his. His obsession.

Izuku’s fingers brushed over your skin softly, as if trying to memorize every inch of you. Despite the fear swirling inside, there was an undeniable tenderness in his actions, an odd contrast to the danger you could sense.

“I’ve been watching over you… But now, I’ll protect you forever. You’re mine.”

The intensity of his words hit you like a wave, and despite your efforts to fight the rising terror, your body trembled. You couldn’t escape—at least not yet.