The ghost of class 1-A

Chapter 9: Afternath of the sports festival

Izuku felt terrible. It was like for the first time in his life, he'd failed someone. Now obviously he knew that wasn't true—he'd failed many people in the time he'd spent on earth with an actual body; however, this was different. Shoto wasn't his mom. Shoto wasn't a bully. Shoto Todoroki made a deal that would result in the ending of his life for Izuku...and Izuku still found a way to disappoint him. How stupid could he be? How absolutely disgraceful was he?? Izuku Midoriya was exactly what everyone had said he was...a failure. A loser. He should be dead. But guess what?? He IS dead. He's dead. Even in death he's miserable. However, Izuku couldn't keep himself in his own mind, for before he could even begin to shed a tear, he was ripped out of his own consciousness and thrown right into Shoto's dorm room.

Izuku blinked, processing everything that had just happened, and trying to find a way to explain it all to Shoto.

"Look," Shoto began. "I'm...I'm not mad...anymore."

"You're...you're not?" Izuku asked awkwardly in disbelief.

Shoto sighed as he rubbed his neck. "No...You did what you had to do. I'm sorry. You're not human, I shouldn't expect you to have human emotions."

At that, Izuku started bawling. Shoto jumped back, startled at his response. "Why are you crying?? I said I'm not mad!" Shoto said, trying to find a way to comfort the crying ghost.

"It's not that...you wouldn't understand.." Izuku was barely able to choke out.

"Tell me, I might be able to help!" Shoto said, exasperated.

"You said I don't understand human emotions..." Izuku cried.

"I'm sorry-I didn't mean that! I just meant-"

"No, I'm crying because you're right. I'll never be human again...and I'll never truly feel pain..or empathy. The world is a dark place, and it has already consumed me..."

"Don't say that-"

"You don't understand. I've killed people. I've killed so many people without remorse. I'm a monster, Shoto. I'm evil. I don't want to be evil, I just want Kachan DEAD!" Izuku said, bellowing the last part.

Shoto looked at Izuku, eyes burning with passion. "Then let's get him to kill himself. What are we waiting for? Let's get this done."

Izuku looked up at Shoto, shocked. "You...you really mean it?"

Shoto smiled. "The world is a dark place. It's kill or be killed, and you chose to be killed. Now you have the option to exact revenge. I'd say to hell with morality. Let's bring this mother fucker down."

Izuku smiled and nodded. He thought about every single thing Kacchan has ever did to him. He shuddered, remembering the pain. He then smiled. Now it's time for him to have the power. Now it's time for kacchan to feel the pain.

You're dead, Bakugo.