~My Hero Academia One-Shots~

~𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴~

Middle school
No ship
Mentions of self harm/suicide/swearing/bullying

Was it suppose to be like this?
Was everything truly his fault?
Everything didn't seem right. Nothing felt right exactly.
A problem.
That's who he was.
No friends.
People stared at him.
Not the 'awe' stares.
The 'ew' kind of stares.
Even his once childhood friend was his biggest bully.
True friendship you could say.
That was sarcasm.
Maybe YOU already knew that.
Maybe.
Why are you reading this?
Not helping the boy.
Just.
Reading.

All Izuku Midoriya was to the world was...well...a disappointment. He should of had a quirk. He was always a good kid. Treated everyone well at a young age. Now all he didn't was get beaten up. Have bruises and cuts all over his body.
Was it really worth it to keep going?
He already cut himself up. At first it numbed something. Over time it made him feel like he had some sort of emotions. Though lately it didn't affect him. Actually it does nothing to him anymore.
The beatings from kids at school used to hurt at first. Over time it didn't bother him anymore. Though he had to act like it did. But in the end it didn't hurt anymore. It felt numb.
All he wanted was a quirk.
Was that really too much to ask for?
Why could you help him?
Your excuse being 'he isn't real. He's just a fictional character'
Not to a lot of people.
Fictional character or not...some people would have helped him.

Now here he was standing on an edge. His biggest bully, Katsuki Bakugou...one he admired...told him to end his life. That he could get a quirk in the next life.
A quirk.
That's all he ever wanted.
To not be an outcast anymore.
So he had to do what he had to do. This life wasn't worth it anyways. Everything wasn't good enough to people anymore. He disappointed everyone. Probably even his own mother. He knew she would cry. But she probably would eventually forget about him over time.
Once less problem to deal with right?
No more quirkless child.
No more quirkless green haired boy.
No more disappointments.
All he does is fuck up everything.
That's all he was.
A fucked up child.
All he could think about was how cruel this fucked up planet was!
Don't you agree reader?
Do you agree that this planet is fucked up?

Izuku just sighed as he looked down at the ground. That was a far jump. One tough landing. One that would 99% kill him. That 1% better not happen. He doesn't want to LIVE anymore. All he wants to do now is DIE DIE DIE!
"I don't want to be lucky now. I better die. I want to die." He simply mumbled to himself.
He needed this.
No.
He WANTED this.
It was probably selfish that he wanted this.
But oh well.
You sometimes just have to be a little selfish at times.
Right?
The boy inhale a deep breathe of air. The last smell he would ever have. It smelled somewhat nice. Just the smell of fall.
Pretty ironic that it was fall and he was about to fall to his death. His demise.
He simply laughed to himself.
Like it was the funniest joke in the world.

Soon he stopped laughing. He needed to stop stalling. He needed to get this over with for god sakes.
Soon he took a step forward and he was gone.
Falling.
Falling.
And falling.
There was no turning back now.
Not even any time to think.
It was pretty quick.
Even painless.
Soon everything turned black.

His body was found by the kid who bullied him. The blonde. His once childhood friend turned to bully. He was traumatized forever.
He didn't want this.
But the boy listened to what the blonde said.
Every word he followed.
Now the blonde would NEVER forgive himself.
Never.
Never.
Never.
Just some simple words broke a kid.
Those words were his own.
Traumatized for life now.

That was the end for Izuku Midoriya.