If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

19

" Then kill me"
By this point, we were still in the middle of the pathway from the dorms.
They all looked confused.
" Is she serious right now?" Rae asked.
"I don't know, but if she wants us to do it, we should probably do it" The black haired boy said.
Red pulled out a switch blade.
"You guys can go ahead, this is personal for me and the freak"
They complied and walked off.
"Now for some one on one girl talk. Aria, you were fun while you've lasted. I hate to see you leave so soon"
"I asked you to kill me, what's the hubbub? What's keeping you from making my heart stop? What's stopping you from making my lungs stop breathing? There's nothing stopping you, Yakima"
She smiled.
"I'm sorry for the wait, I'm just thinking about how to kill you in a way you don't survive. Stabbing you in the stomach didn't work. So why not stomach, and then I slash your throat?"
"Yeah, there's no possible way I can survive that"
"Give me one of your medical knowledge rants about why you won't survive"
I thought for a second.
"Well, if you payed attention in health class, you would know that the reason throat slashing is the fastest death with a knife. It's because the jugular is basically what brings blood to your brain and obviously, when it gets slashed, it won't stop bleeding unless you Lazer it shut. Your brain wouldn't get any blood, so it wouldn't get any oxygen either. You'll die with or without medical assistance. I think that's why" I explained.
She hummed.
"Very blandly explained. But I'll take your word for it"
She used her quirk to drag me to the middle of the path.
"I'm still fully capable of walking on my own, there's no need to drag me" I said.
"Shut the fuck up, Freak" she said.
I screamed internally and started preparing for my death.
"People are going to see us" I said
"They'll see your dead body, sí"
"This has taken over a half hour, so if you don't hurry up, you have about five more minutes"
"Class periods are an hour, dumbass"
"People going to present Mics class will be flooding the area in five minutes"
"Shit, better make it quick then"
She drew her switchblade out of her pocket, like usual.
"Any last words?"
I smiled.
"Tell Aizawa that I'll be back"
She approached me with the switch blade.
No.
Why did I let her do this?
It's like my mouth spoke before my brain could think.
"That's it? No 'Please spare me?' no 'I'll see you in hell'?"
"No, because I don't believe in an afterlife. And I asked for you to kill me, didn't I?"
"You did. But for some reason, I can't bring myself to do it"
"You're experiencing guilt. You wanna kill me, but you know that if you do, you'll ruin your chances of becoming a hero"
She turned around.
"Why are you so smart?"
"Because I take interest in things other than boys and makeup" I said. "I take interest in the art of diagnosis"
"That doesn't explain how you know so much about everything"
"To make a diagnosis, you need to know what contributes to what you think someone has. As an example, let's take your lust to hurt others. You may have psychosis. You may not have psychosis. The art of diagnosis is faulty sometimes, and sometimes you think you're right. You're not, and that kills the patient"
"So you can diagnose people, huh?"
"That's correct"
"Then you'll die a nerd instead of a freak"
She charged at me and stabbed me in the shoulder.
I couldn't feel very much pain anymore. It just stung a little bit.
"Tell me again, what were your last words?"
"Tell Aizawa I'll be back"
She pulled the knife out of my shoulder.
"You won't be back, but nice try"
She then stabbed me in the ribs.
"You can't stab through ribs"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, DUMBASS" She yelled.
I closed my eyes.