who Are You [Todobaku]

day 1

Shoto's pov

I slightly open my eyes before squinting them back begging for the sun not to blind me as soon as i open my eyes again.

Ive been here for a couple of days and it wasnt half bad. Eri gave me a huge poster length paper filled with glitter. She wrote, with a very confusing handwriting, the days where she would make me watch a movie or what days we were going to have a roleplay night. Some days we were going to be the ones cooking and some we would hangout with guys named tamaki and mirio and shinsou.

It seemed like life was on a loop. It wasnt a bad loop, i was delighted to be living here but it seemed like a never ending cycle that kept dragging me back to the beggining point to when i first had my first bite of soba, and back to when i made that elsa doll to eri.

Everytime i closed my eyes i got back to that day where my friends, or the two people who i concidered to be my friends betrayed me. Everytime i wake up its like im seeing the blood on my stomach spreading through the sheets and dripping from the corners, i get dizzy and my head feels heavy. I slam my head onto my pillow, until I get released from the never ending swirl.

I cant help but wince to the sight of the scars they left, sure ive had many scars in the past, way before the league. My history with scars goes back to endeavor, to when i was shoto, to when i was kid. I dont recall most of the events but i do recall the pain and the misery inflicted by it.

I get up and stand in front of the mirror once again, just carressing my scars who were still somewhat painful to the touch. Ive had this weird feeling lately, like something is wrong, something must be. Everything is going so smoothly im sure theres something off.

And it was right there. Ive been noticing it for months, that tiny lag in my reflection. Not that anyone would believe me, but today was different, he didnt even attempt to mimic me, he just stood there smiling while i was on the verge of breaking down.

"Do you blame yourself?"

"What?"

"I asked if you blamed yourself"

"How are you talking back to me youre not real just my imagination youre not real youre not-"

"Because you know kai elric, its quite common in a situation like this for someone to feel some type of... guilt"

"What situation?"

"The accident you know what im talking about kai"

"Im shoto im not kai"

"Youre a worthless shit kai elric, shoto was good, dont fucking make yourself believe youre actually shoto, that boy is long gone you ruined him elric"

"No i didnt, shut up"

"But kai, i cant shut up, youre the one making me do this you know"

"Shut up"

"Youre a real piece of work huh? You bring me here and now im the one in the wrong? Go fuck yourself elric"

"Who are you"

"Isnt it obvious, im the boy you ruined. Im shoto todoroki, not the cowardly imposter crying like the little shit he is"

"I-im not"

"Kai elric you are nothing but a co-"

I was on the ground, looking at the reflection who was once looking down at me reciprocate my movements, and as i realize that my reflection talked to me aizawa opens the door.