Wrong Conclusions (Todoroki angst T.W)

Chp. 4

A/N in my au all the dorms have a small bathroom and shower, but they do have a room to take baths, it's just shared. One for the girls and one for the boys, and they are on different sides of the dorms because of a certain purple trash can.

Shoto Todoroki's P.O.V

The bell rung, and everybody got up and left. And the whole class was enveloped in a pure silence that no one knew the class of 1-A could muster. From a class of chaos to a class about to collapse from the tension and pressure falling down on them. And honestly so was every other class walking back to their dorms. The class of 1-A continued to walk silently, until they reached the dorms. They each went to their dorms. Todoroki went to his dorm, which was a mess, nothing like the organized Japanese styled dorm he had shown the rest of class 1-A. He decided to finish all the homework he had, and then study for upcoming tests.

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He had finished his homework and studied for a good amount of time. He looked at the time on his phone. It was 8:30. Todoroki was going to go to bed earlier than usual today so he could wake up earlier to clean. So he should start getting ready. He went into his bathroom stripped to take a shower, he looked himself in the mirror.

He was basically looking at a...

...fat...

...ugly...

...suspicious...

...idiot.

He had left his razor on the sink top in front of him, what if someone had found it? Wow he was an idiot. He deserved to feel pain. He unwrapped the bandages bandaging his wounds and picked up his bloodied razor, his best friend to be honest. This was his first ever razor, it never lied to him, it delivered punishments, it was always there for him. He could trust it. He laughed quietly, a small insane laugh. Aww man he was crazy. The laughter turned into small quiet sobs. Tears were covering his eyes, blurring his vision. He slumped against the wall of his shower and began to draw, his wrist the canvas. He drew lines, swirls, circles, he just had to take out his pain on someone, and who else would always be willing to take the pain except himself? He was having a mental breakdown. He felt himself fall asleep, but not from blood loss, but from the exhaustion from the breakdown.

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Shoto woke up. Razor at his feet, wrists a bloody mess. A message came from the speakers Mr.Aizawa had installed. "It is currently 9:30 am, the inspectors and pro hero's are coming in to thirty minutes, so be ready problem children, don't embarrass me" Aizawa's voice said.

Wait what?

shit.

Shit?!

SHIT!!!!!

Todoroki's mind was a mess, decisions being made in seconds, his mind bringing a question, then answering it.

Time for a shower? No only time to clean his wounds.

What clothes to wear? Sweatpants and a hoodie, Todoroki had a crimson set just for occasions like this when he had to rush getting ready.

Clean up a bit? No time.

He quickly picked up some items so that he didn't get bored while waiting, his phone, textbooks and notebooks, and his earbuds, he started walking out, but stopped. Did he forget something? He checked his mental list, he hadn't forgotten about anything, according to it at least. He rushed out of the room. Once he got to the common area, he checked the time. "9:59 am!? Holy shit that was close" he thought when he saw the time on his phone. He was sitting alone near the door to enter the building. He heard a knock. He took a deep breath, and composed himself, collecting his thoughts into a neat basket. Organizing the role of a neat, organized, and composed person into his brain. And he put on his mask of lies, a poker face no one could read. For though he was truly a mess, he didn't have to act like one.