Do you think experiencing heaven and hell at the same time is possible?

"Huff puff"

Sounds contradicting, isn't it? We all know you can only experience either of them one at a time. Not for me though. It's like a raging fire on one side and a soothing wind on the other. It makes me feel all weird.

"Why are you running, Izuku-kun?"

Almost every healthy male teenager dreams of being chased by a pretty girl without them doing any effort. Most handsome guys can make it possible with littlest of their efforts. Such actions would cause the envy of many, including me.

"Get away from me!"

It feels good just them looking at you lovestruck and all while they compliment you about your perks, doesn't it?

"Your blood tastes good just as the first time I tasted it. You need to give me some more!"

Many might compliment your attractive voice...

"Your screams of pain are my satisfaction."

Or maybe they can compliment your face.

"It just makes me happy whenever I think of you... showing me your face of terror while I try rip you to shreds."

To sum it all up, being chased by girls is probably the most wonderful feeling a guy would experience. It's full of ups and downs but you'll forget about it in the long run. It's hurts a bit but you'll get over it.

Me? I can't say for sure how I feel about it.

"Izuku-kun. Can you please stop? I'm getting tired already."

After all, 'being chased by a psychopathic girl' was never written on my bucket list. All of this was completely out of my calculations and expectations. Maybe 'enjoying a long chase with a girl' will be half-crossed off the list but still.

"Just kidding! I'll chase you forever."

Now here's my question. Who would expect a girl at night, wearing a sailor uniform, suddenly knocking at the doorstep of your house just to suddenly take out a knife and tells you that they want your blood which they may or may not think was more or less delicious.

'Ooh, it's not like it is going to happen to us!' is what your going to say? Well, at least give me your condolences at my funeral or else I might hunt you on your sleep tonight.

In all seriousness, any person asked for their blood at night by a stranger holding a knife, except some other psychopath or weirdo, would flat out reject it and undoubtedly run for their precious lives.

Obviously, I'm one of those millions of normal people who would choose the said previous statement. I am, after all, not a pscho or weirdo either. Well, that's before I experienced pain.

I would've called my mom if I were lucky. Unfortunately, I'm not. Because the girl chasing me 'coincidentally' came at the day my mother left for vacation abroad. Mom didn't let me join her as school is still my priority. I left my phone at my room so I couldn't even call for help.

Crying for help was obviously the most optimum choice right now if it were any other normal situations. I'm still contemplating whether 'being chased by a blood-thirsty girl' was normal or not. Of course, crying for help was only effective if that's on the premise that I was running on an area crowded of buildings or people. Now, maybe you could give me some tips to how I could call for help at the middle of a forest.

'Forest? Why are you running at a forest? Are you an idiot?' is what might some say but let me reason with you. She lead me to run into this place. How? Well, it was a matter of psychological battle.

Say, if one person were to tell you 'You can't hide from me' while you are panicking out of your mind. First thing you are going to do is probably hide. Where? To where there is an abundance of obstacles to obstruct your eyesight and the latter's eyesight. What better place to hide in was, of course, none other than a conveniently-placed forest just for my panicked mind to be tempted to.

Right, I was an idiot. Come, insult me all you want. I don't care.

"Somebody help me!"

"Crying for help is no good. You should just save your voice for when you start screaming in pain."

Quirk? Use my Quirk? Right! I have a Quirk! How could I ever forget to use my Quirk, jump as high as I could then happily ever after, is that correct?

Wrong! Of course, who ever it is who planned this atrocity obviously would consider one's Quirk abilities. Since they predicted this, they must also have a countermeasure for it.

They definitely have one of those Quirk-Destroying Drugs and used it on me without me knowing about it and thus destroying my ideas to use my Quirk. At the very least, I could only hope it was a temporary one... I hope. I can't lose All Might's expectations on me.

I'm still comparatively stronger than an average Quirkless person (basically, my old, Quirkless self) as I trained under All Might for eight months. Thus my stamina can hold on this much. I mean, running for two hours straight... is definitely still nothing, right? Right?

I'm still wondering where the psychopath gets her own stamina. Must be her blood-thirst helping her keep up.

Why did I asked if you can feel heaven and hell at the same time? I don't know why I asked it. It just popped right up to my head since the moment she tried to attack me. I mean, she had two knives. One which was stuck to my thigh while the latter was on her hand, ready to taste blood.

Maybe because the pain felt good?

I think there is a term for it. It's when you enjoy pain. What was it? I was very sure I heard about. It was just at the tip of my tongue.

Oh right, it's masochism. I don't know how I got it or since when did I have this type of fetish but I sure do regret having it.

Getting stabbed on your thighs is what you might call hell and I can tell you, it hurts so bad. But at same time, the more I move, the more lighter my head feels. Almost as if I'm reaching the state of enlightenment. Maybe that's what I meant by heaven.

"You seem to be getting slower, Izuku-kun. Just a little bit more."

She was correct. My breathing is ragged, my pace is irregular and my movement is constantly decreasing. Nothing to be surprise about as it was so obvious.

I started hiding on abandoned buildings on the forest so that I could catch my breath. But reality was cruel as it could be, she seems very sensitive to the smell of blood along with the blood trails that I failed to hide.

There is no escape.

All my desperate hiding was all just a minute struggles so that I could last a little bit longer.

This hide and seek play that I suggested spans for minutes, it was as if she was just playing with me and trying to wear me out.

At last, I was so close... yet so far. I was in the forest and just a little bit more, just a few hundred meters and I could see a nearby store which seemed open all day. I could see its light giving me hope to live.

But all of this hope was completely shattered. I'm already caught, my strength is already depleted that I couldn't even resist her.

I was on the down the ground as my back faced the cold solid cement underneath it. It was cold and all I could feel was the psychopath that sat down to my thighs.

She was smiling, like she had caught her prey at last while the prey couldn't do a single thing but pray for its survival.

"Don't move. It'll only hurt a little I promise. Heehee."

It was scary yet at the same time comforting my heart that it shocked me to my core.

I just stared at her as that is all I could do. Screaming won't give me a single reward as we are in the middle of the forest where only animals would wander. My hope which was hundreds of meters away from me will probably not hear my pleads.

"W-what do you want from me?"

I already know the answer to my own question. I'm only trying to extend my time.

Struggling must be my forte.

She didn't answer but only slowly cut her knife at my cheek. Blood starts dripping down on my cheek at that cut. It stings a little bit but I endured by clenching my teeth.

She was enjoying even more as I endure it. Her smile gets wider each second.

She was overwhelming me. In what way? I don't know.

"P-please stop this."

She starts giggling at my pleads as if she heard the greatest joke that she had ever heard in her lifetime.

"Don't be silly. You also want this, don't you? Heehee."

Without any further notice, she starts licking the blood that drips off my cheek. It stings me but I noticed the feeling of her tongue on my cheek even more.

It was... how do I say it. Comfortable? Pleasant? Overwhelming?

Maybe arousing.

I don't know how this happened. I'm even questioning my nerves and blame them for this sensation. If only you could control erections, I would've been happy.

"See? It feels good doesn't it? Izuku-kun is such a pervert, isn't he?"

So what if it feels good? The fact that I don't want this still stands. If I had my Quirk intact, I would've escaped this place a long time ago.

But such statements would forever stay on my mind as I start enduring her bizarre actions.

She stabbed my hand, then my legs and then left cuts all over my body. Pain starts stacking up that I couldn't endure anymore and starts screaming a little bit.

"Good, you're reactions are out of my expectations but all good regardless. It was exhilarating, make me also feel good with your screams!"

She hugged my body tightly as I felt all the cuts of my body starts worsening the pain that I felt.

It feels good...

I think my mind starts getting warped because of her. Her actions makes me blank out that I almost couldn't think.

Why is she doing this to me? Why does she think my blood tastes so good? Why me? Why me?!

"Kuh Guh!"

After a few minutes of painful snuggling, she stopped hugging me and gazed at me for a moment. She showed her knife at me as the stainless and bloodied knife reflected my expression.

"I just noticed, Izuku-kun. You expression is just how I wanted it to be. It's perfect!"

I look... different. My face is still the same but... this expression. It doesn't look like me. It looks like a horny wolf wanting more.

"This is how you look, Izuku-kun. You look rather cute when you're like that. Heehee!"

She then licked off the blood from her knife in front of me with an erotic expression on her face. She then moaned from the taste of my blood as she covered her face with her other hand.

"It's so addicting. I need more of this, Izuku-kun!"

"T-This is crazy! You're crazy!"

This is too much for me. Just a few hours ago, I was a normal person striving to be a hero like my idol but now I... without pain, without her, I definitely wouldn't function completely.

"Yep, I am crazy. Heehee! Crazy for you!"

My heart starts fluttering.

What is this? This is completely wrong!

I then saw a moving light, which seemed to be from a flashlight, wandering from trees to trees. The light doesn't seem to reach us yet and might never notice us but this might be the only chance I have and I can't waste it.

I used all the littlest strength that I have recovered while she kept enjoying my blood and used it to hug her tightly so she wouldn't be able to escape.

If I can just shout loudly and call for help from whoever it is who was wandering on this forest, then that person could help me and arrest this psychopath. Then I will be released from this hell. I definitely don't want this. This is scary. This is too scary!

She probably noticed it too but why is her smile not disappearing yet? Did you expect this to happen? Tell me! Why are you smiling!?

"Izuku-kun. Do you want this to stop?"

She whispered to my ear. It was so seductive that my voice stopped before I could scream for help.

The chance was there! I could just scream and call for help and end the story! Why am I hesitating for!?

She then clawed my back so hard that it merged with the pain that I felt on my cuts. I can feel the cold blood behind my back starts dripping endlessly as it soaked itself to my clothes. I could hear her soft giggles at my ear.

Did I really just called this hell? Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I'm just misunderstanding things. Argh, I don't know what to do.

"Izuku-kun. Listen to what your heart desires. You can't leave me hanging. Right, Izuku-kun?"

My heart and my mind starts conflicting. Should I just stop all of this struggling and enjoy the pain as my heart desires? Or should I still continue to be human, follow my morals as my brain commands? The question lingers to my mind as my sight starts turning pale.

I guess this will be the turning point. Whether I stay or struggle will affect my future. Any minute now and I'm going to pass out.

The light that I saw starts fading out bit by bit. It seems that person is going to leave soon.

Any moment now and my only hope will forever be gone.

Just a single scream. Just one.

"I..."


Well, that was new. Pretty dark and mature, isn't it? Don't worry, this is just me having random thoughts and making it happen as a fanfiction. Not sure if I could/should add more chapters into it. I do have a bit of story in mind but I'm not sure if it'll work out. I guess this much is fine for now.