Numb ---- Suicidal Todoroki x Bakugo----[BOOK 1]

12 - Rooftop

Todoroki's POV:

I woke up the next morning, feeling better for the most part. However, slightly later than I should've. I had to rush to get ready.

I ran all the way to the school building, knowing that I probably looked like a fucking corpse. I hadn't been eating as much, so I'd lost a but of weight. And my sleeping schedule was all sorts of messed up. Not to mention the concealer had probably worn off, so the bruises were most likely visible again.

Not that anyone cares though.

I shook the thought and ran to my first class. I opened the door quickly and felt the whole class staring at me. I put my head down a bit to where my hair covered my eyes and walked to my seat. I sat down, accidentally locking eyes with Mr. Aizawa. He sighed.

"Todoroki meet me after class. Now as I was saying-"

I zoned out of the rest of the lesson. I didn't know why, but a part of me just didn't have the energy to care. I had a good enough grade in this class and most of our grade relies on physical training anyways.

Idiot

You know "good enough" isn't gonna be enough for him

Nothing I ever do is enough

I could give him the whole world

All my effort

And he'd still want more

He'd still hate me for not being enough

For being a disappointment

A disgrace

A fucking weakling

I felt my eyes tearing up a bit.

Shit

Now's not a good time to break down idiot

When really is a good time though?

I looked down and saw my hands trembling, tears falling onto the wooden desk next to them. I wiped my eyes quickly and suppressed the tears as best I could, putting my hands under my desk to  hide the shaking.

After about an hour I put my head down and zoned out once again, until I felt someone shove my shoulder. I looked up suddenly and saw Bakugo standing beside me.

"Idiot the bell just rang, go to lunch." He scoffed, however there seemed to be a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Oh. Sorry." I stood up.

"Stop apologizing damnit, it's fucking annoying!!!"

"Sor-"

"Todoroki." I glanced over to see Mr. Aizawa at his desk. "Come see me please."

I walked over to his desk, not saying anything.

"Why were you late to my class today?"

"I overslept sir. I apologize, it won't happen again."

"Have you been getting enough sleep?"

"Mhm." I nodded.

"Really? The dark circles under your eyes tell me otherwise."

"Well, I uh... I've been staying up... st-studying... But I still get sleep."

"I see. How'd you get those bruises?"

"I, uh-" I felt myself becoming more anxious, running out of lies. "T-Training."

"With who?"

"I, uh-"