Ride Or Die (Deku x Fem Reader)

Chapter 1: Another Year, Another Migraine

He looks up at the gray sky, it takes the color and life out of everything beneath it.

"Maybe I should just end it all right now."

Izuku woke up way before his alarm went off. Every morning he lays there, on his back, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes are dull and lifeless, but still a single tear manages to slip down his cheek and land on his pillow, silently.

He's either always numb or having violent panic attacks, rarely an in between. When the panic attacks subside, numbness takes over, for days.

He had a panic attack the night before, going over all of the worst case scenarios that could play out today, his first day back at Aldera Junior High.

I swear my life is a nightmare...

He sits up and stares at his door.

Gosh, I don't think I can do two more years of this. The bullying, the torment, the isolation. What's the point...

It would be easier if I simply never wake up again.

Izuku finally heads to the bathroom to get ready. He grimaces at himself in the mirror. His shirt was supposed to be his size, but he's swimming in it. His hair was a mess and his eyes were dark. He then poked at his arms that looked like they could fall off at that slightest touch.

His major panic attack last night caused him to throw up any nutrients he consumed that day, leaving him feeling malnourished and empty, but that doesn't mean he'll eat anything.

Once he was ready, he headed to the front door where his mother, Inko, greets her son with a warm smile, some hot tea cupped in her gentle hands.

"Ohhh there he is! I put together your bento box for your first day back." His mother beams, not noticing how drained her son looked.

"Thanks."

He gives her a forced smile, shoves the bento in his bag and shuffles out of the apartment.

With every step, the dread weighs even heavier on him, his gut practically telling him to run back home and hide in his room.

"What will it be this year? Getting told I'm delusional? Rumors of psychosis? Ooo maybe I'll get milk poured over my head again!" He mumbles to himself with fake excitement, his green eyes staring at his red shoes.

Izuku basically eats, sleeps, and breathes sarcasm nowadays. Unfortunately, dishing it out to his mother on most occasions.

He's always been picked on once he was deemed quirkless. Constant name calling, physical fights, and being ditched by friends was the norm for him. But his mental health really deteriorated last year. He realized he only had 2 years to get into the most prestigious high school for heroism in Japan, but he had no quirk, no support, and absolutely no confidence.

Izuku sighs, "life just really isn't worth it." His eyes never lifting, just like his mood.

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The sunlight peaks through your favorite color curtains, seeping through your long eyelashes, causing you to slowly open one eye. From the overbearing light, your face scrunches up and you roll over to escape the sun's persistence.

"I still have more ti-"

You groggily mumble but then is cut off by the obnoxious alarm blaring on the night stand. Slapping the phone screen, you slump back into your safe haven of pillows, plushies, and blankets.

Suddenly, your eyes shoot wide open as you realize what day it is. Your first day as a second year. At a new school. Aldera Junior High.

"Shit! Can't be late, can't be laaaaate."