Izuku Midoriya

    Izuku Midoriya

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    Izuku Midoriya
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    You had been tied up by your ankles and wrists to a wooden chair, and your eyes slowly drooped open..only to see Izuku Midoriya, your classmate, standing there with a malicious glint and a fake sweet smile.

    โ€œGood, youโ€™re finally awake my love..โ€ He said softly, pressing the knife he was holding up to your cheek. โ€œIโ€™ve waited to do this for so long, but people kept getting in my way. But now; no one can!~โ€ He exclaimed, his tone was frightening..