Shoto got up and undressed, avoiding looking at himself in the mirror, he then carefully unwrapped the bandages on his wounds and showered, wincing at the pain. He cleaned his wounds and bandaged them, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then put on his uniform.
He went down to the kitchen and made some toast, but only ate half of it, feeling like he would throw up if he ate anymore. He replied to all the "Hey's" and "Hello's" directed at him, denying most offers for breakfast, saying he had already eaten to all offers to eat. He arrived to class a bit earlier than usual, so he decided to doodle, rough sketches of the things he had seen, and oh how much had he seen.
A kettle boiling...
... seeing the same boiling water fall towards his left eye...
... and then seeing a filter of frost on your eye, forcing you to keep your eye open.
He continued sketching, until his hand was almost moving on its own,
sketching fire, burns, blood, knives,
Bruises, Natsuo, Fuyumi, and then, the one who had brought him to his demise...
...Endeavor.
Endeavor, his creator, his old man, his captor...
...his fa-...
...his father.
He was snapped out of his trance by the ring of a bell, it was the warning bell, so he still had a few minutes until Aizawa-sensei would, or was supposed to come in, but you could count on him being late. He put away his notebook, a few people had come into the room, but he was sitting so quietly they didn't notice him. Mostly the quieter bunch of class 1A, like Tokoyami, Koda, Shoji, and Satou. It slowly got louder as people filed in, conversations between Jirou and Momo, and between Iida, Uraraka, and Midoriya. Slowly chats began filling the room with noise. It really got loud when the Bakusquad came into the class. Between Bakugou's angry yells, Kirishima trying to calm him down, Denki, Mina, and Sero being idiots, Iida yelling at them to stop, Momo trying to lecture them at the same time, Uraraka, Midoriya, and Tsu having a conversation, and the rest of the girls gossiping, it was a mixture that would only ever create chaos. You would become even more concerned when you realized there were people minding there own buisness, not paying the rest of their class a glance, as if this was normal, you would be quite afraid. And it was quite hard to calm the class down, but there was one who could do it, and Todoroki was wondering when he would come into class, for he didn't know if the rest of the class had noticed, but the second bell had rung a few minutes ago, indicating that class should have started, and considering he always came a few minutes late, he should come right about-t
His train of thought was cut of by Bakugou's yelling.
"THE FU-"
"What were you about to say Bakugou? Would you like tell Nezu what you were saying?"
Aizawa-sensei walked in, shooting glares at everyone to sit down, (which they did, for they still wanted to live), and then at Bakugou, who tried glaring back, but then looked down, his expression showing his pride was hurt, "nothing, Sensei" he replied begrudgingly. Aizawa payed no mind to it, and continued, "Today and tomorrow all classes after this one will be canceled, excluding the one right now, for there is a problem the school has to address," he started, "you may want to shut up and listen, for this is serious." Everybody perked up at this, listening attentively, he then continued, "Because of these attacks, we have reasons to believe there is a UA traitor." Gasps rippled through the room, a traitor? He kept his poker face on, but he was actually in great turmoil. Aizawa continued, and everybody grew silent, "I'm going to sleep, stay out of trouble, you can leave when the bell rings, also just want to mention that you all have to be in the common rooms by 10:00 AM tomorrow, and you won't be able go back into your dorms until I tell you you can, so make sure you have something to do while that happens, alright, that's it then, remember, stay out of trouble," with that, he zipped up his sleeping bag, and was suddenly fast asleep. The class broke into hushed conversations, then yells. But Todoroki payed no mind to the rest of the class, for he still he still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that there was a traitor.
Why did life keep throwing things to worry about at him?
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Wrong Conclusions (Todoroki angst T.W)
Fiksi PenggemarWhen there is revealed to be a UA traitor, everybody becomes suspicious of everybody, and when bloodied blades are found in Todoroki's room, he becomes the main suspect. But who was he really hurting with those knives? T.W: Angst, abuse, self-harm...
