Sweet Scent (Depressed Bakugou) NEXT CHAPTERS ON ANOTHER ACC!!

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-Bakugou POV-

I enter my room again, feeling happier than usual. That talk with EJA(I'm using that for Jirou now) really lifted my spirits. I'll have to be careful though. She said people were planning to hurt me so I have to be on my guard.

"Do I though?" I think as I eye the puddle of blood on the floor. I rip off a few sheets and kneel onto the floor. "I mean, no matter what people say, I do deserve it," I wipe the blood up with the pieces of paper towel, my hands immediately becoming red and bloody. When I finish, I throw a blanket on top of it. I'm really not in the mood to finish cleaning the whole mess up. I toss the dirty towels into the mini trash can and walk into the bathroom. I grab my toothbrush and start to brush my teeth. When I finish, I look at myself critically in the mirror.

"Damn, I look horrible," I almost gag at the sight of myself. I look super pale, and I have scars, bruises, and blood littered everywhere. Even my face is bloody! I give a small "Tsk" as I start to wash my face free of the blood. As I walk out, I decide to check my arms. They look fine, they've stopped bleeding, and the cuts are starting to heal I think. I forgot to wrap it up when I thought I would, so I grab the first aid kit and open it. I yank the bandages out of their place and rip them apart to an ideal length for my arms. As I'm wrapping the cloth around my arms, I take the cleaned knife I used and hide it in my phone case, for important purposes.

I slowly get onto the bed and pull the blankets over me. It's probably 2:30 by now, but I need to sleep. I haven't really been sleeping well these past few days, but I try not to show it. I don't think anyone has noticed, so I'm the tiniest bit proud of myself.

I close my eyes and try to drift off into sleep, hands tightly at my sides and looking up at the dark gray ceiling. I feel sleep closing in and my brain starts to feel fuzzy like I'm about to start dreaming. I try to tighten my eyes so that I'll be able to sleep, but it doesn't work. No matter how hard I try, I can't sleep. I toss and turn, throw my blankets off to cool myself down, even slam my head against the wooden part of my bed to try to knock myself out, but it doesn't work. I end up laying in bed until I hear a bird chirp and the sky starts to turn light gray.

I sit up and rub my head as I look outside. The sun has started to rise so it's probably about 5:30. I feel mad at myself because I didn't get even a bit of sleep. What's wrong with me? I've always read all these books where characters described sleeping as... peaceful. Yeah, right. I slowly swing my feet onto the floor, pressing them down as they make imprints on the carpet. I walk towards my desk and open the left drawer. I take out a piece of paper and get out a pencil from among empty gum wrappers. I start to twirl the pencil around as I try to decide what to draw. The sun shines through the window, causing yellow light to twirl on the paper.

I set the tip of the pencil on the paper and start to move it. The room is silent except for the light scratching of the pencil. I draw carefully and slowly, so I take as much time as possible. First, the head. The body. The hands. I draw quietly until my head starts to drop and everything turns black.

I suddenly see a dizzying blue and crouch down to regain my senses. I slowly shake my head and get up. Where the fuck am I? I look around at the grayish buildings below me and try to decide. Wait, buildings, below me? Am I on the roof? Also, this looks like UA's roof. Why am I here? I suddenly hear cackling laughter and whip around. Everyone in 1A and 1B is standing there, howling. Some people are even crying from laughter.

"What the fuck? What's happening?" I yell and start to walk backward.

"Look everyone, it's Bakubitch!" Deku shouts and cackles. Everyone laughs louder and starts to chime in with their own insults. Suddenly, Denki and Jirou stride over to me, smiling happily and evilly. Jirou looks extremely happy, and Denki's just smirking. I start to walk back faster and almost trip.

"Dunce Face? EJA? What the hell are you doing?" I say and risk a look behind me. Shit, I'm almost at the edge of the roof! I can see cars passing by on the road, they look like ants. Denki pokes his finger on my chest and chuckles.

"We never liked you. Bye-bye Bakubitch!" Jirou laughs and Denki pushes his finger. I feel myself losing my footing and start to fall. I hear horns honking and the world turns into a spinning portrait of blues, grays, and whites. Time seems to slow down, and it's almost like I'm floating. I suddenly feel a blinding pain in my head and the world turns gray. I jolt up from my chair and almost hit my head on the back of it.

"Auuggghhh," my head hurts so much. I forgot that it would sometimes hurt still for a while. I stand up without looking at my drawing and pull out my phone. As I turn it on, I realize today's Friday! Only one more day of school until the weekend. I check the time and almost scream. "What? It's 9:10! Shit, I'm so late," I shout to myself and rush to my closet. I pull out a clean uniform and set it out. I quickly take a shower and slip it on, and grab my phone, with the knife hidden in the case.

I'm about to rush out the door when I think, "I still haven't tried the alcohol yet..." I look at the bottles tipped over on my desk, the corks jammed tightly in. "Screw it." I grab a bottle of the alcohol and take an empty water bottle. Its opaque, so no matter what color it is, people will think it's water. I pour as much alcohol as I can fill into the bottle and screw on the cap. Then, I toss the empty glass bottle into the trash. I hurry down into the common area and pull open the door. As I start to run out into the unusually chilly air, I inwardly scold myself for being late. I'm so dead.