Self harm type: Burning, (arms specifically, but if you would like you can swap arms for legs, thighs, stomach, etc, its the same story no matter what.)
A/n: This is a non despair AU <3
Word count: 2.5k ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Class 78 was quiet, the only sound that filled the room were the sounds of pencil lead brushing up against the white sheet paper on everyone's desk. Your teacher was outside taking an undeserved smoke break...and your thoughts were filled with anything but what was on the paper in front of you. You looked down at your hopes peak academy uniform and you felt that itch. You bite your lip as you continued to fill the blank paper with words and numbers when you begin to notice people finishing their work. Your tooth wedged itself into your lower lip as the pink skin that covered it was slightly tinted red from the blood you were drawing. You wince silently in pain, which catches the attention of your classmate and crush Kyoko.
'Odd behavior for them...odd behavior for anyone as a matter of fact...' She thought as her purple eyes fled from her schoolwork to you and her thoughts fled to your wellbeing,
You look at your wrist and you stare at it like an eagle or as if something disgusting was on it. You sigh a tiny bit and continue to write...not seeming to notice the girl next to you staring intently.
The voice inside your head kept whispering to you...'do it' it whispered...begging you to cause the pain. The pain that only caused a few seconds of relief...but days of guilt and hurt. It just wouldn't go away...you look over at your teachers empty desk and silently let a breath escape your lips. You just wanted to go home and burn yourself...but you couldn't wait that long...you just couldn't. You noticed Mondo's empty desk and you grab the lighter out of his desk that he used to smoke cigarettes after school and you put it in your desk. After around fifteen minutes, you hear the soft jangling of keys bumping up against eachother approaching the closed door of your classroom. Low and behold, it's-
"Miss Yukizome?" Kyoko asked, raising an eyebrow, "Shouldn't you be teaching 77-B?" You heard Kyoko's calm and collected voice say,
"Well! Those rotten oranges decided that they weren't going to behave for me! So I forced all of them to clean class 79's classroom while their out in the field! So I have a bit of free time!" Chisa said with a toothy smile that spread like wildfire across her face. She looked at everyone in your class and let out a soft giggle that sounded like one of an anime girl you'd see on TV.
