IZUKU POV:
"STUPID FUCKING NERD" an explosion could be heard from all around. That explosion belonged to none other than Katsuki Bakugo, 14 years old, blonde spikey hair with firery red eyes that just exclaimed, "You're dead." I scurried away trembling as kacchan and his lackeys gathered around me, "s-sorry kacchan, I didn't m-mean to.." I tried explaining to him that I really didn't mean to spill his lunch, he was the one who shoved me into the desk from the start.. "SHUT IT DAMN NERD!!" He yelled into my face, spit spewing out and landing onto my cheeks, I internally cringe. I look over at his lackeys who were all just snickering at me and calling me a "useless deku." That would be that dreaded nickname kacchan had started when we were younger because I've always been; in his words I quote, "a useless deku." I tremble trying to back away from them, but kacchan grabs onto me letting off small explosions as a warning. Soon I'm dragged behind the school to be kicked and beaten. Several minutes pass and I look up at kacchan, a disgusting smirk is wiped across his face. That's when he takes the opportunity to spit on me, "worthless deku. If you pull that shit again you'll regret even being born." I hang my head low like a puppy being scolded and sit there waiting for them to leave. Finally, after what felt like forever they leave me alone with my thoughts. "I need to get up and go home.." I get up to go grab my things from the classroom.
(Time skip~)
"Mom I'm home..!" I yell from the doorway sliding off my shoes. My mom runs up to me and pulls me into a tight hug, "Izuku honey! Welcome home!- What happened to you honey!? You're all dirty and you have bruises on your face!" I look at my mother offering her a short small smile, "it's nothing mom, I tripped on my way home and fell down. I'm okay now I promise" I get out of her embrace and give her a small kiss on the cheek, "I'm heading up to my room, you don't have to save me anything to eat, I'm okay I ate on my way home!" She nods and gives me a small wave as I make my way upstairs to my room. I shut the door behind me and let out a shakey sigh I didn't notice I was holding. I mentally apologize to my mom for lying and go to my closet to find some comfier clothes to put on. I take out my 'sleep shirt' and some pants. Finally, I can rest... or maybe.. I look over to my desk and slowly walk over pulling th drawer out and taking out a metal object. I inspect it over and gently slide my finger across the blade, slight blood trickling out from the new wound. I look over at my door slowly walking over and locking it. After I walk back to my bed and sit, slowly placing the blade on my skin, it was cold but felt nice across my skin. I look down at my arms that were already covered in scars. "A few won't hurt.. I- I deserve this anyways sense I lied to mom... more than once today.." slowly I move the blade across my arm wincing from the sharp pain, it feels hot at first but then the burning stops and it's just cold from the air. I cut a few more times some being deeper than others. In total there were 5 cuts on each arm. "I need to clean this up before I go to sleep.. luckily I can just say I got a few scratches from the fall..."
Time skip again~))
3rd person POV
After Midoryia cleaned and wrapped the new wounds he found himself lying in bed wide awake, yet so tired. The never ending thoughts and flashes of terror got to him. At night was when it was worse.. being alone and how quiet it is he stayed up restless; trying with all his might to just get some sleep. 'You're useless deku. A useless good for nothing quirkless deku.' The sound of bakugos voice rang in his ears, never letting him rest. 'Hey deku! maybe you should take a swan dive off the roof and hope to get a quirk in your next life!!' Izuku sprung from his lying position and panted heavily clutching at his chest, heaving and crying from the ache in his chest. "M-maybe he's right.. maybe kacchans right.."
A/n
Hello everyone!! This is my first story!! Please be nice and please leave comments on what I should do to improve or if you have any thoughts about it!! Thanks! -author.
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