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The howling of the wind was deafening from up here. What was I expecting? I'm 984 feet up on top of Abeno Harukas, the tallest building in japan. I climb over the fence surrounding the roof to sit down on the league. Ow, I say squinting in pain. I feel the hot sickly smelling blood as it pours from my wrists.
Slipping down and tossing my legs over the side I finally realized that I had reopened my cuts. looking out into the sunset I take in the beauty of it. It's the last thing I'll ever see. though I just wish I could have seen him one last time. Oh I wish I could see the look on his face when he finds out I'm gone. Maybe I'll be able to make him happy after all.
Smiling at the thought, and looking down as the last of the sunlight fades away leaving the moon to take its place. Thousands of stars shimmer down on the japan skies.
I was never going to amount to anything here in this world, so many people set off to become something they will never reach. They're delusional, stuck in their own fantasy worlds, but they're stronger than I'll ever be. Either strong or just stupid.
With that last thought I take a step. The fall was the calmest feeling I've ever felt, for once I actually felt, Happy.
I saw a small 5 year old boy that looked as if he hadn't eaten in months. He was crying his heart out while being yelled at by the tall figure of a white haired man. The man grabbed the small boy by his shirt collar, and flung him into a pitch black closet slamming the door shut as the poor boys face comes down hard on the cold hard surface of the floor below him. I could feel the boy's breath quickening signaling the start of yet another panic attack. Its the 5th one this week, and its only monday. The wails of the young boy pierced threw the air continuesly for hours.
Upon hearing the door creak he opened his eyes to a blinding light flowing into the dark room. "SHUT THE FUCK UP" a shrill voice screamed towards the young boy leaving him overcome with fear. Suddenly the boy feels something tied around his eyes and ears successfully blocking two of his five senses.
Two down, three to go.
Loud boots slam aginst the floor while white hair is blown in all directions from the open windows of the corridor. The young boy is thrown lazily to the blood stained. With a quick flick of his skilled hands the boys hands and feet are bound by thick ropes rubbing uncomfortablely aginst his skin.
Three down, two to go.
Before he had time to recover a ball gag is ruffly shoved into his mouth.
Four down, one to go.
A powerful stinch of salt is sprayed directly in the younger boys nose.
Five down, Non to go.
A hard smack to the face was felt by the boy presumably from a thick belt. It clicked in protest as it curled back to the mans hands.
Then again
click clack
And again
Click clack, click clack
Till he had lost count
Click clack, click clack, click clack, click clack, click clack
Then it all stopped, was blindfold was ripped from his face harshly, finally revealing the room he new all too well.
"I think we should try something different today, after all today is your bithday" came the sickly sweet voice of the white haired man. "L-like w-wh-what" was heard threw the silence of the silence of the room. "You'll see" chuckled the man.
His hand moved up the little ones thigh ever so slowly moving to under his shirt then to his nipples."W-what are y-you d-do-doing? S-stop.
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Never A Good Day To Be Alive(Tododeku
FanfictionWhat if izuku's mother died? What if everyone thought it was his fault? What is he was sent to live with his father? What is aizawa rescues him? What if...? Read to find out:)
