Class was pretty boring, all we did was talk about future agencies and stuff like that. Most people don't realize that I'm pretty smart. I was always forced to study by- her. Uh, you know what.. let's skip to the more interesting part.
I walked back to my dorm in relief. I walked to my bathroom to clean up my face. God, have my bags gotten worse?
My head hurts.
I looked in the mirror.
"Pervert"
Fuck, stop thinking!
"Slut"
Stop it.
"Idiot!"
No!..
"Lonely bastard!"
NO!
"NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU!"
"SHUT UP! STOP IT!" I punched the mirror.
Hot tears were flowing down my cheek and my hands were clenched. Warm liquid was flowing from my fists. I didn't even notice the blood. It stung. But.. the stinging felt good. For a second I forgot about my problems. It makes me feel.. happy. I picked up a glass shard from the floor. But where can I cut where they won't notice?
"Your wrists."
I heard a voice from my head say.
Yeah.. my school uniform and hero suit have long sleeves. I began with 2. Then 4. And all the way up to 9.
"Mineta, never do the same things I do. I love you so much... If I'm gone, know I'll always be there for you."
Thank you for everything.
She's right, I need to stop. I cleaned up my wrists and the floor. I put bandages around my wrist so my sleeves don't get soaked in blood.
I went back to my room and immediately went to bed since I was so tired.
Time to shop for mirrors again I guess.
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What About Mineta?
Short StoryEverybody in 1A knows mineta is a pervert, but, what if he was just lying this whole time? 💜 Important things 💜 Story was started in late 2020! Warnings: This book has very heavy topics because it is in the POV of someone who is depressed, and ha...
