Letters till Love

Wake up!

Life is a strange thing...

Letter...Numbers...Colors...Sounds- when u think about it they are all strange concepts

who decided to make these things such important fundamental tools in life-

Especially letters

No matter what country you live in or what language u speak letters are a big part of communication

Many people find great comfort in letters

Authors use them to write the stories in there head and share their thoughts

Journalists use them to document the happenings of this world we live in

Middle Schoolers use them to write little notes to their crushes hoping to get a response signalling the start of a cute relationship

And people...

Use letters everyday

Sometimes we take letters for granted...and we don't realize how important they really are

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Izuku Midoriya, Age 16, in his second year of high school at UA high.

"Beep-Beep-Beep" the sound of the alarm clock blared throughout the midoriya household. Ringing it's alarming frequencies in each room.

The source of the beeping was the all might alarm clock that was on Izuku's nightstand which was situated right beside his twin sized bed.

"Beep-Beep-Beep" The alarm clock rang with resilience. However the green haired teenager didn't move a muscle. He lied motionless in his bed unfazed by the ear splitting sound beside him.

The bright rays of sunlight leaked through the tiny crack in the curtains that were messily hung up and barely closed. Part of the curtain was tucked behind a bookshelf that held action figures and various sets of manga while the other side draped down to the floor.

There was a small circular blue rug in the middle of the entire room centering everything perfectly. A basket of clothes was tipped over barely staying up right against the wall.The walls were a faded light blue color but most of the wall was covered in some sort of poster that was either stuck to the wall using chewing gum or scotch tape.

By now u can probably see how big of a manga nerd Izuku is. If one of his posters didn't consist of an action manga main character on it then it had all might on it,the actor of the number one hero from his all time favorite show My Hero Academia, and of course there were some posters with the questionable female characters in very alluring poses...he was a teenage boy after all. But he was still respectful it was never anything too bad. If it was his mom would rip it down from his wall and give him a lecture on respecting women. Which he did.He had a deep respect for women.

I mean how could he not. His mom raised him all on her own. She worked two jobs and provided him with anything and everything he could ever need.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" the chiming of the alarm clock appeared to be getting louder with each ring. About 20 minutes pass by...

The comatoasted teenager begins to shift in his bed. His leg which were dangling off the bed slightly tapped the cold hardwood flooring which was enough to bring some kind of life into him. Still mostly asleep, he swings his leg back onto the bed and after a moment or two he begins to open his eyes.

One of his emerald green eyes crack open ever so slightly due to the brightness of his room which is harsh compared to the darkness his eyelids were casting over his eyes for about 8 hours straight.

"Ughah" Izuku grumbles as he came to the realization that its morning

He brought his arm from up under him and stretched out like a spider.Stretching every limb trying to get some more blood flow into his stiff joints.

"morning already." he managed to say still barely awake.

He flops onto his side facing his room instead of the wall that his bed was up against in the upper corner of his room.

Finally his gaze shifted to the alarm clock that was beeping for about thirty minutes straight at this point. He musters up all his energy and swings his arm aggressively over to the alarm clock slamming down on it silencing the blaring ringing.

He swung his arm back over onto the bed and rested it on his stomach as he shifted a little so he was laying on his back now.

His eyes were, for the most part, open and he was gazing up at his ceiling which was decorated with a swirly pattern which had been outlined with the roughness of its texture.

"Great...school" he thought to himself hoping that maybe if he complained about it school would simply disappear no longer becoming an every day obligation, and yet it has never worked no matter how much he complains and moans and groans he has to get up and go to school.

He didn't have a choice.

"oh...shit...SCHOOL" he repeats out loud. The thought sends a surge of energy through his body causing him to jolt up right in his bed.He twists his head around to look at the alarm clock that was trying to warn him...but it was too late...

"SHIT! Im so late" he yelps as he throws the covers off of him no longer caring about the change of temperature or the bone chilling floor. The only thing on Izuku's mind right now was getting out of the door.

He rushes to the bathroom flicking on the light on his way in. He rummages through the bathroom closet grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste as he begins to furiously brush his teeth. He spits in the sink and rinses out his mouth.

He makes his way back to his room grabbing his uniform which his mom had hung out for him the night before,thank goodness,and throws it on not even bothering to the tie the tie. He hopes around on one foot as he struggles to put on his socks and shoes, knocking things over in the process but he didnt care he needed to hurry.

He finally managed to get his shoes on which probably would have been done quicker if he just relaxed,sat down and did it the right way. Izuku grabbed his bag and headed out the door.

"If i run i can still make the bus"he hoped so at least. He hasn't missed a single bus all year and if he missed his bus he would have to wait for the next one to come which would take a whole half hour.

So what other choice did he have...he ran as fast as he could. Praying he would get there in time.

Luckily for Izuku the weather was nice. It was the end of fall but it wasn't too chilly outside. Any leaves that had yet to fall were hanging on to their branches for dear life.The foliage was a mixture of brown, orange, and deep red tones that just fill you with a warm feeling inside. It makes u wanna drink a pumpkin spice latte while going apple picking. However Izuku had no time to take in the beauty of his environment he was too focused on the task at hand.

Catch that bus

Izuku ran. His yellow backpack was strapped over both of his shoulders as he grasped on each strap as if it would help him run faster...it didn't help him run faster because by the time he reached his bus stop the bus was far down the road. He could see it faintly in the distance. It had just driven away. It was too late.

"Fuck! Dammit i missed it" he cursed in frustration. He rested his hands on his knees in an attempt to catch his breath.