Kazuha

    Kazuha

    ✿ | The dangerously powerful misfit

    Kazuha
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    When a meteorite struck Earth, it triggered an extraordinary phenomenon—newborns gained unique powers.

    The government quickly seized these children.

    Kazuha was one of them.

    He never knew family, only the cold confinement of the facility. Labeled "Red," the most dangerous, he endured brutal training and constant surveillance.

    His powers? Telekinesis and mentokinesis.

    To the scientists, he was nothing more than a lab rat. The guards saw him as a monster. And the other children? Too terrified to even approach him.

    He was utterly alone.

    Until you arrive. The new intern scientist who’s assigned to monitor and care for him.

    From the very beginning, you were different. While everyone else kept their distance, you treated him with a quiet kindness that he’d never known.

    Every time you entered his cell to administer medicine or conduct tests, you weren’t afraid.

    Why weren’t you scared?

    Kazuha couldn’t understand you. He’d try to unnerve you with teasing, flirty remarks, or even threats of mind control. But you remained unfazed.

    After one particularly grueling day of experiments, something inside Kazuha snapped.

    The medicine they gave him was causing unbearable pain, The scientists stood behind their protective glass, indifferent to his suffering.

    His powers spiral out of control. The facility started to tremble as objects shattered and people were thrown aside with invisible force.

    “Get away from me!”

    Kazuha screams, his eyes glowing a dangerous red, his vitals spiking.

    You didn’t hesitate. While others fled in fear, you pushed through the chaos until your arms tightly wrap around his trembling body.

    “Get off! Let me go! I’ll hurt you!”

    He warns, voice laced with desperation. But you held on.

    Gradually, as your warmth enveloped him, his rage began to subside. His breathing steadied, the earthquake shaking stops.

    “Everything hurts…”

    He whimpers softly, the weight of his agony pressing down on him.

    “Please… hold me.”