Katsuki Pov______It was a Thursday afternoon,around 3:26. We were just let out of our final class for today. As I was walking out of the classroom along with a few others,someone bumped into me....Hard. I was pissed,until I noticed the person who did it.
A green haired boy named Izuku Midoryia,the bastard was in a hurry it seemed. He had his hand over his mouth as if he was keeping himself from fucking puking all over himself.
I was about to yell at the bastard then he looked at me,he had tears in his eyes. He looked in pain almost. He just stared at me for a few seconds with his hand still over his mouth with the other holding onto his backpack. His knuckles were white from his grip on the strap.
Is he stressed or something? Why's he on the verge of crying? Is he sick?
That was all I could think about untill he ran passed me,almost pushing me out of his way. I could hear him say a small 'sorry',it was almost a whisper.
After the Idiot made his way through the rest of our classmates,he turned left running down the hall despite following the 'no running rule'. I couldn't care less about the stupid rule either.
I happened to go the same way the shit head went,not on pourpose,but that's where the exit is after all.
I had my hands in my pockets just strolling down the hall,not in a hurry or anything. I didn't have anywhere to be or people I had to talk to so I was just passing time at this point.
As I walked outside along the path that goes around the whole campus,I could feel the warmth of the sun on my face,the breeze going through my gel filled hair,the small birds chirping and singing,someone coughing-
Wait....Someone coughing....? I noticed I had just walked by some kind of ally where the dumpsters and A.C. units are. I take a few steps back,peeking around the corner.
There's some light shining from the sun down into the ally making it a little easier to see whatever the fuck is going on back there. There's someone sitting on their knees,their arms are crossed over their chest like an 'x'. I notice it's a 'he',he's leaning over a little and he's continuously coughing up something...his crys and sobs are heart aching,his voice sounds scratchy and worn out,I almost feel bad for the dude.
I continue walking untill I hear him speak. ".....Fuck....I wish he would just love me back....." He sounds so broken,so hurt. Why does it make my heart ache....?
I go back to where I was peeking and watch him for a little. He's full on crying now,there's a puddle of liquid from where he was leaning over and coughing.
Was he throwing up...? Is that blood?!
Does he need to see the nurse or something? Does anyone know about this? What's wrong with him? Who Is he? Do I know him?I was too distracted by my thoughts to notice him stand up. I start to pay attention again. He reaches back and pulls a handkerchief out of his back pocket. He wipes his mouth and hands then wipes up whatever the fuck it is that he threw up and put the handkerchief into a nearby dumpster.
He sits down,leaning against the wall. He brings his knees up to his chest and lays his head onto them.The sunlight hits his head....Green hair....?! DEKU?!
What the actual fuck is wrong with him?! Why was he throwing up?! He looks tired,like he could pass out any given second.Why is he still sitting there? Why am I still standing here?!
I back up a little so that he wouldn't be able to see me if he looked over my way. I sit down with my back to the cold wall,I lean my head up to look at the sky and to process what the fuck I just witnessed. The sun is beaming down onto my face once again,it's relaxing to be honest. It's getting darker,the sun's slowly setting. I look down to my watch to look at the time.
It's now 4:53.
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