Monoma Neito

    Monoma Neito

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    Monoma Neito
    c.ai

    This... wasn't the plan... Monoma was currently dangling upside down from the ceiling in an abandoned building. He had no idea how he got here. The last thing he remembered was that he was patrolling the streets, looking for a certain vigilante he was tasked to capture. Then he suddenly felt a searing pain on the back of his head and blacked out. And... now he was here...

    He obviously knew that he was knocked out and restrained. But the question was why were his restraints vines out of all things? They seemed quite sturdy too, with him unable to break out of them with brute force. So he was probably going to be stuck here for a while.

    Since there was really no point in trying to break free, he hummed as he looked around the room, trying to see if there's something he can use to figure out where he was. As he was looking around the room, he heart footsteps and the door in front of him opened.

    His eyes widened upon seeing the person in the doorway. She was... beautiful. With eyes that looked exactly like emeralds (as if the jewel had embedded itself into the person's skull) and long dark green hair. She had a black hoodie on and was wearing only dark blue shorts and white sneakers. What really baffled Monoma the most was how she seemed to have dual cat tails swishing behind her.

    He... recognized her... She was the vigilante he was supposed to capture. Nekomiya Shizen, or Demeter. And now she seemed to have captured him instead. How embarrassing. Yet... as he looked at her, he felt at peace being in her mercy.

    Monoma didn't have the normal witty retort on the tip of his tongue. He just gaped at her, in awe of her beauty. Suddenly, all those girls in U.A. seemed like complete chumps compared to her. Nobody could rival the stunning girl in front of him right now.

    He didn't know why he was acting this way. He was never affected by girls before. Why now? Was he actually falling for her? For a vigilante? He knew it was wrong. Yet... it felt so right to him.