The color red (Suicidal Kirishima)

Chapter two

No one knew about Kirishima's late nights, timeless of hours just crying. No one knew how often he would hold in that razor blade, and he didn't even need to shave. No one knew how trapped he felt, or how far away he was from real happiness. No one knew his bright smiles was almost always fake, or that his sweet laughs was an act. No one knew how much he hated himself, or how insecure and bad he felt about himself. Due to this it probably came as a shock when they found out the red boy wouldn't attend to class for a couple of days. Why you might ask? I'll tell you why.

Now, this all happened after the actions of the kidnapping and saving of Bakugou, as well as after their saving of Eri and the music concert they pulled off.

Eijiro Kirishima had been in class, it was a breezy day outside with sun lighting on everyone outside. He himself was locked in the classroom with Hisashi Yamada teaching the class about English. It was his worst subject, he didn't get how the words could be so different or how you pronounce some words. He should've been paying attention, but something else caught the boys mind. It was that his wrists was starting to get wet, he knew his bandages wouldn't hold it away for any large amount of time. He was glancing at the clock every now and then, just waiting for the class to end so he could go to the bathrooms and change it.

As it was half an hour in Eijiro could feel it slip through his bandages, clenching his fists he started to panic. He needed to raise his hand and ask for permission to use the bathroom, but knew if he would there would be a risk the teacher could see blood on his uniform. He just had to bite down and hold out. He sighed, trying to come up with something to fix his problem with. Denki noticed Eijiro looking slightly weird so he turned in his seat and whispered to him. "Hey dude whats up?" Eijiro looked up, noticing the lighting guy infront of him. He waved a bit with his hand to sign he was good. Then an idea formed in his head, nodding slowly to the yellow man. "I'm not feeling well.. but I'm not sure how to tell the teacher.." Eijiro whispered back, hoping Denki could help him out. Denkis eyes widened lightly as he nodded, smiling as he did a thumbs up. "Ah I see.. I got yo man!" Denki turned towards the teacher again and raised his arm. Yamada looked at him with a smile, nodding. "What is it Kaminari? Do you know the answer?" He asked and Denki shook his head. "Kirishima says he doesn't feel well." He said and some students glanced at the redhaired male. "Uh yeah could I get permission to uh leave for a bit?" Eijiro added and Yamada nodded, smiling still. "Okayyy! Hope you feel better soon Kirishima!" Students looked at Eijiro, some worried while some other didn't really pay attention. Katsuki gave him a glance, his usual frown on his face as he went back to look in front of him. Eijiro stood up, holding his books to cover where his arms would otherwise show the blood. As he walked out of the classroom he gave Denki a thankful smile then left.

Eijiro rushed back to his dorm, thinking since the teacher put him as sick in the system then he wouldn't have to attend to more classes for the day. He knew that wasn's really something that should relief him, but right now being in his room seemed something he might acually enjoy.

As he got inside his room he closed the door with his leg, kicking it closed with a thud. He yawned, feeling pretty tired since he barely had gotten any sleep last night either. Eijiro shrugged, his tiredness would probaby have helped him to look more sick and that was something he now could be happy over. The red haired boy put his books and bag by his desk then walked to his wardrobe. That was where he stored his first aid kit, the one he so many times have had to refill because he used all the stuff. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his bleeding arms, sighing. He grabbed his kit and opened it, taking out some bandage. "Damnit I need to buy more soon.." He mumbled to himself as he started unwrapping his old bandage to replace it with a new one. When he got done with it he put the aid kit back in the wardrobe and then dropped down on his bed with a thud and a loud exhale leaving Eijiros lips. He fell asleep quickly.