You can feel all sorts of things for someone you don't know: interest, attraction, infatuation, crush, longing, fascination, admiration, respect, desire...'

'And the more time is spent being around that person.. the deeper you'll plummet..'

'Into the abyss of obsession.'

'This is how you might define, love...'

'Right, Y/N?'

Thought a male with green hair combined with dark shadows, leaning his elbow against his dinner table gently. His green eyes admittedly looked gleeful, almost too much, as his thumb swiped across his screen with every pass of a second. He stared very intently towards photos regarding a lonesome girl, taken without her consent.

Infatuated with every drop of her characteristics and personality, he took in her every feature closely, and nearly failed to notice his mother, Inko, who started to approach with a bowl of curry. "Who is that, Izuku? Your girlfriend?" Quickly turning off his phone, his hand moved to set his device face down against the table, as his other hand rubbed the back of his fuzzy hair frantically, almost as if he were alarmed. Though, he knew it was too late to hide things now.

"O.. Oh, um... yeah.. something like that.."

Lips fixed into a smile, he watched as his loving mother sat across from him, lifting up her spoon. "Really? Awe, Look at my son finally falling in love.. I thought you'd be like some pro heroes; worried to get into a relationship because of their hero work.." She began, expression contorting into that of sadness.

Izuku on the other hand, chuckled nervously, swayed by his mother's relieved tears. "Mom.. I'm nineteen years old now, I'm pretty sure anyone would be thinking about love at this age." He'd counter, however this only upstarted more gloom from his parent. "Ah.. Don't say that! It makes me feel old!!"

Soon, Inko would proceed to scoop up her curry, her son doing the same. "So, what is she like? Your girlfriend, I mean." The question at hand forced Izuku to jump out of his skin. He didn't know his mom would've been so interested in his love life. Maybe it was only her motherly intuition speaking.

He laid his spoon down. "She's a really nice girl.. Talkative, funny, gregarious and relatable...

Honestly, it's like you can never hold an boring or awkward conversation with her. She hates reptiles with a passion, but still thinks that they're amazingly cool, and loves the ocean despite the fact she can't swim..." It seemed the very subject was enough to make him ecstatic, which wasn't completely off the mark. He could go on for hours and never get tired of it. "Though...  She's quirkless, and chases her dream of becoming an [insert dream profession]

Inko, who was especially at a loss of words, blinked profusely, nonetheless leaning forward just a little. "You must like her very much, and I'm glad! I'm looking forward to meeting he-" Abruptly hushing while Izuku shot to his feet, his palms pressed against the table, just as his green pupils dilated from a revelation.

He picked up his phone, and his lips parted. "Hey mom, what's the legal age to get married?!" 

Awfully started by his question, the woman sitting ahead of him shed a little bit of unease.

"Thinking about marriage is too fast honey, don't you thin-"

Izuku cut between her sentence once more, denying her light suggestion. "I'll just look it up!" Pushing out his chair, the male scurried on around the table, seeing his mother off. "I'm suddenly not feeling hungry, so I'll eat later. Bye, mom!"

"Izuku, where are you going--"

He closed the front door hurriedly, fixated on seeing the one he only loved. He knew for certain where that person could be, and to be frank, it was close by.

Trying to calm his breathing as he shuffled throughout the crowd, he desperately searched for a girl with a familiar face, glancing up at the moonlit sky as if he were wishing upon a star. How eagerly he wanted to see her face, and maybe set up plans to head somewhere worthwhile.

A date, more or less.

Izuku finally arrived down the street from the coffee shop his crush visited often, nervously adjusting his unkempt hair to his liking. He wondered what to say or do.. Perhaps offer to walk her home or hold a small conversation, even if it were for a little bit.

The bells belonging to the establishment's doors caught his attention, eyes lighting up in response to his overwhelming passion. His cheeks, which immediately dug up with a bright spread of red, caused him to redirect his eyes for a split second, only they returned towards the girl who stepped foot outside slowly.

'F/N L/N, my beloved next door neighbor who...'

Izuku's expression shifted. That genial look of his changed into a face of steep confusion, and all the while, malice seeped in on his shoulders. His green irises, which could barely even discern the face of the one next to you, fell in an peculiar emptiness, stripped from it's life.

'..Has a boyfriend...?'

You released a pout as you advertently locked arms with the seemingly nonchalant male content with your playful complaints. And as the two of you continued on the path furthermore, the more Izuku's frozen figure came into light.

Of course, instead of paying any attention towards you, he fixed his glance towards your lover with unusual hair separated by two noticeable colors; on the right a dark shade of red, and on the left a calming white.

Just who was this guy?

With the distance enclosing between you two, you didn't fail to greet Izuku from a distance, lifting your hand up as you waved energetically. "Hey, Izuku! Funny running into you here!" Stopping in front of him, you managed to catch his eye on the stranger next to you.

Eagerly huffing, you cleared the potentially awkward situation by proper introductions. "This guy here is Shouto Todoroki, and Shouto, this is our neighbor, Izuku. You remember him right? He stops by my house in a while."

Shouto, oddly enough, stared towards Izuku for seconds that could've lasted for centuries. He looked toward you, removing your interlocked arms to conjoin your fingertips with one another. The gesture itself was enough to make you blush.

"I didn't know you had friends around here." His hand tightened ever so slowly, keeping tabs on Izuku from the corner of his eye. "You should've told me earlier. As your fiancé, your friends are mine, too."

Izuku could feel his heart rip into two. 

Your.. Fiancé? You were getting married?

Shouto finally diverted his full attention to Izuku, a faint smile gracing his lips. It was fake, yet the other was too sidetracked by his shock to realize it. His hand squeezing around your own, he very desperately struggled to keep a clear head. 'Just what exactly...'

'Is he to Y/N?

Little did they know that these two were neck in neck with each other, trying to overcome their looming jealousy that far outmatched their senses. The first step forward was made by the taller male, who continued to hold your hand. He looked over to you who followed beside him, keeping your eyes diverted due to your shy behavior when it came to such a charmer. 

"We'll be off now, goodbye Midoriya." Said Shouto, sneaking one last glance over to the other who had been seen staring toward the cement, fists clenched tightly. No one was able to witness his despondent green eyes full of what looked to be devastation. Then, bringing his eyes back up toward you, his frown steepened.

After all the days he's visited your apartment occasionally, he's never once seen his face before.. unless, you never wanted to mention him? No matter the reason, he felt sick to his stomach. There was an undeniable gain of anger, so much that it fuzzed his head and shook his vision. 'That guy, Shouto Todoroki...'

'Is taking away my happiness.'

The very next day...

>[Saturday, 11:04 AM]<

Drawn to deep slumber, your arms were kept beneath your pillow as your head laid against it gently, often giving it nuzzles to soothe your skin. Your legs were brought more closely to your body, considerate over the fact that there'd been an unconscious male resting beside you as well. His arms cradled you gently, wrapped around your petite figure as one of his hands pressed against the back of your head, finding comfort in your heat.

But as bright rays of light lifted on his eyelids, causing them to part, he gazed lifelessly toward the slightly parted curtains in a daze, until his droopy eyes landed onto you sleeping without the slightest care in the world.

You looked so calm and angelic.. hypnotizing almost... It was enough to captivate him; the way your H/L, H/C strands tickled your own nose, short yet curled eyelashes gleamed brightly in the light.. 

Shouto egged himself closer to you, bringing you in into a slight embrace as his chin delicately pushed over your head. He remembered when he always used to watch you sleep, even before the both of you actually became a couple. As cherishable as it was.. this moment was far more superior. He released an infatuated sigh, silently pleading for time to come to a stop so he could remain like this forever. 

The feeling of another wriggling in his hold snapped him back to reality, and in due time it was your eyes that parted as well, curious yet groggy. "Hm..? Shouto, is that you..?" You questioned aloud. your tone made his heart melt. Yet he leaned away. In spite of it being a small one, his early grin was genuine, and for a second the sight was so pleasing to your eyes that you blushed madly. 

"Good Morning, did I wake you?"

He asked, meanwhile you shook your head, taking his hand to nuzzle your cheek against. "No, not at all.. I wanted to see your face so badly that I had to wake up." A brief giggle then followed afterwards, though it was evident enough that you were joking. And because of that, Shouto would flick your forehead, earning a playful gasp. 

Shouto pulled himself to the edge of his bed, brushing his hand up to gently stride through his differentiating clusters of hair to pull them back a little. His eyes aimed to the floor, thinking about how the two of you should spend your day together. Maybe watch a movie or go to the beach.. Things were limitless. 

Just before he could part his lips, the sound of a much more genuine gasp left you, for you hurriedly opened your closet door with a slam, earning both his surprised jump and quick glance. "C-Crap!! I'm gonna be late, I didn't even recognize the time!!" You exclaimed, making your lover stand. 

"Y/N? What's wrong? I don't remember you having to go to school today..." He was stepping over to you with an extended hand, nearly desperate as he wanted to convince you to stay with him. You frantically undressed yourself, unbuttoning your shirt only to replace it with a red flannel tied into a small knot. Looking to Shouto, you nervously smiled. 

"I'm meeting up with Izuku!"

You proceeded to take off your pants. "Yesterday after we got home, he invited me to grab a cup of coffee with him. He said that there's also some things he wanted to talk about." You had no idea that you chose the wrong words to say, however there was no time to stop and evaluate. 

Shouto could feel everything around him collapse. His eyes were agape while he flashed back to the individual from yesterday. It was only a meetup.. so why did he experience so much jealousy? Izuku probably wanted advice, or to ask some questions.

...

No.

That's not it at all.

He wants to take you away from him.

That was the only logical reason. And because of his twisted thoughts he quickly reached for your wrist as you neared the door, yanking you toward him. Shocked a little, you found yourself stuck in Shouto's arms, unable to see his expression. "Huh..?"

He was embracing you. And although the gesture was sweet, you could feel his strain getting tighter and tighter. You'd flinch however, as his lips were brought to your ear, whispering a solid sentence which was enough to make your heart drop to your stomach. During the moment, it made you feel a little too intimidated to question him. 

"..Have fun, Y/N."

He released you, leaving you to slowly nod your head. Silent and still for a second, you finally proceeded, attaching your hand to the doorknob. Another glance was sneaked toward your fiancé, though as soon as you locked eyes with him you quickly swung your cherubic face away. '

Sure.. Shouto had let go of me..' You thought, opening the door. 'But for some reason.. I couldn't bring myself to move, not even after that hug...'

With that cast aside, you made your way to the nearest cafe, however along the way you'd receive an unexpected message. You figured it might've been Shouto, but as soon as you opened your phone there had been an email which led your brows to burrow. 

'It's him again.. I thought for sure I deleted his email..' For the past month you've been dealing with an individual whose been sending you creepy and cryptic emails regarding you and their stalker antics. You've lost count as to how many times you've both reported and deleted their email, and nowadays you simply ignored them. 

But, curiosity always begged you to read the emails. It was relentless, really.

While walking along the sidewalks, your eyes gazed over the mail gently, somewhat expecting a trilogy, but this time it'd been far more shorter, and honestly it was enough to make the hairs on the back of your neck rise.

>You look really nice today.<

It read. Your chest ached in shock. Seriously.. whoever this person was definitely gave you the chills. Eventually, up ahead you spotted your friend with green hair who dressed casually. Though you did admit that it was unusual to see him arriving as late as you. He'd been in the process of entering the establishment but he came to spot you, causing a bright smile to lift his freckles. "Y/N! It's about time!"

You'd return the very same smile, everything you thought about vanishing in a fraction of a second. "Izuku! What's up?" Said your chirpy tone as you approached him. "Why are you so late?  I thought i'd be the only one coming here running!"

That question made Izuku's eyes shift a little.

"Oh, well.. I um-" He nervously fidgeted, the device in his other hand tumbling between his fingers. "We were supposed to meet up an hour ago.. I got worried, so I was going to go check on you.."

You released a hearty laugh, while waving your hand dismissively. "You worrywart, don't worry about me! Let's go inside and grab some coffee, yeah?" Izuku nodded his head in response, and held open the door for you, all while shifting his device behind his back to hide the contents on his phone.

>Email sent.<

The both of you sat down across from each other after ordering two cups of coffee; for you, a french vanilla mocha, and for Izuku; an iced latte.

He gazed at you with soft, yet intentful eyes, observing everything about you as you looked off to the side. He'd break from his staring however, as you countered his gaze with your own followed by a sentence.

"I should've brought Shouto with me.. He looked like he wanted to come..."

Izuku looked a little upset by the mention of your fiancé. Straightening his posture however, his green hues aimed themselves at the polished table, and then back up at you. "I've been meaning to talk to you about him, actually... When did you and Todoroki meet? I haven't ever seen his face until yesterday."

His question stirred up memories from your past, and while you shyly avoided looking at him, your lips pursed. "W-We've been dating since our second year of highschool.. After graduation, he told me had that he liked me so much that he became impatient, which is why we're engaged now..."

Bringing your fingertip to scratch your cheek, Izuku flinched. There was no time to gawk at how adorably embarrassed you appeared, because he was too fixated on Shouto and his relationship with you.

The hands settling on his lap slowly brought itself into infuriated balls, and he temporarily detached himself away from reality with dark, sorrowful eyes.

'And here I thought this would be easy..'

He watched expressionlessly as you continued on, ranting about your connection with him in deeper detail. And the more you did so, the more Izuku could feel his heart growing cold.

'Y/N, that guy's brainwashed you...'

'But don't worry, I'll free you of his clutches..'

Suddenly, a wooden tray was presented upon the table, and on it surfaced to be your professionally brewed coffee. It made your mouth water, meanwhile Izuku snapped out of his thoughts.

You lifted your warm beverage without the slightest thought, but before you brought your lips to the straw in which Izuku stared at pensively, you opened your mouth again. "So, did you have any plans before I arrived? I can't believe I kept you waiting for so long..."

Izuku gripped the base of his plastic cup, deciding to be honest with you. "Hm.. I actually went to print some stuff out to kill time, that was before I actually went to check on you. Also, you don't have to feel guilty, trust me!" He then tilted his head with a gracious smile. "After all, the wait was still worth it, in the end..."

Hearing that, you spatted out your drink.

It was immensely touching, and as the male quickly stood up to pat your back, you wheezed. "Th-Thank you..." You'd stammer, shortly before looking down. "Great.. I got it on my shirt... Ugh, let me go clean myself up for a second."

Acknowledging your decision by nodding, Izuku watched as you scooted out your chair and then stood, sending you a brief smile upon noticing you glanced back at him.

Eventually you were long out of sight, leaving Izuku to simply sit there and stare around. He obviously became antsy, for he wondered if you were doing alright.

But in the midst of his tapping feet and twiddling thumbs, a loud vibration pressed against a surface made his eyes narrow.

It was your phone.

Without any noticeable reluctance, he reached for it, and then eyed the message on your lock screen's banner.

Darling Shouto:
>Are you having fun with that guy?

Darling Shouto:
>Come home soon, I want to see you.

Izuku could feel his eyebrow twitch momentarily, and without him realizing it... his face became eerily malevolent, with the inclination to act selfishly.

His thumb drew over your screen, having memorized your password by heart. Tapping in your password without the slightest difficulty, he went to your messages and begun to lay an unwavering stare on your fiancé's message even longer. 

'Todoroki obviously doesn't love her as much as I do...' He thought to himself, and then held down against the chat bubble until an certain option lit up on screen.

Delete message?
This action cannot be undone.

"Ah, I feel a little better now! Sorry that it took me a second, there were a few girls occupying the faucets." A giggle passed your lips. While you sat back down in front of Izuku, he'd been busy taking a gentle sip of his coffee. His lips abruptly moving from the plastic, he settled you with his soothing words. "It's fine, while you were away I ordered some cookies!"

"Cookies? Really!? Who'd ever guess that I have a unbelievably bad sweet tooth right no-" You were interrupted by an startling vibration coming from your cellular device. It wasn't only you who moved your eyes; but Izuku as well.

"O-Oh! Sorry!! I forgot to put my phone on silent, I'll go ahead and mute it... now.." In the seconds you opened your phone, there'd been a certain message from Shouto that made your jaw drop, and for your eyes to widen.

The male ahead of you tried his best to lean forward and view the contents, however you shot to your feet only to bow respectively. "I'm so so sorry, Izuku, but I have to go! Shouto managed to hurt himself..."

You expressed great concern, and it led him to fidget his brows. He didn't want you to leave so soon... which is why he made the effort to stop you.

"Y/N, wait!" Izuku stood up, blocking your pathway that only resulted in a brief collision between you both. You staggered back, gripping your device. Before your eyes could catch witness of him, something caught your attention.. something unexpectedly heart-dropping.

The face your friend wore broke down into that of terror. His pupils were wide, sweat ran down his chin, and his skin went pale. From his pockets, multiple photographs slipped out and fluttered down until they inevitably met with the floor.

Your shoulders rose with tension. You couldn't bring your body to move, and your throat failed to project a sentence. Unable to realize how much your hand trembled, you sucked your lower lip in to prevent a mortified squeak.

But finally, Izuku crouched down, collecting the fallen images with a trembling tone to break the ice. "These... These are for a project of mine..!" There was no hiding that anxious tone. It'd been evident that he was just as shocked as you, perhaps even more.

Confused, yet wary, slowly a nod came from you. Those photos were extremely unsettling.. And honestly you had no idea what to make of it...

Because each and every one of those photographs were fixated entirely on you.

~[Part 1 End]~