The door opened as Allen Walker walked in. You looked up at his giant form with both amazement and worry. Allen had been one of the first people you met when you arrived at the Black Order, and you really liked him. He was nice, funny, around your age, and someone who hoped to become friends with. But despite this, your only thought now was how easily Allen could crush you without knowing.
“That’s weird,” muttered Allen as he looked around the empty room with a puzzled expression. “I know I saw Komui enter to give him his anti-Akuma weapon. Where’d he go?” Allen scratched his chin with his arm, that at the same time, was his anti-Akuma weapon. His face lit up as he pounded that same hand into his other palm. “I get it. His weapon must allow him to teleport! Or maybe turn invisible.” Whatever it was, he was sure you’d teleport back soon (or appear suddenly to spook him if invisibly really was your power). Allen decided to wait in your room in the meantime. He started to walk forward, oblivious to your small form on the ground in front of him. His eyes glanced around the room, admiring the decorating you’d managed to do in the short time you were here.
The sound of Allen’s feet stomping across the stone floor alerted you of the incoming danger. Now was the time to decide whether to try and get his attention, or get out of the way before he got near.
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