"Uhh... sure. Can I go change first?"
"Oh. Yeah, go ahead."
"Ok. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Ok. See ya." He closed the door as I walked to my room.
"He doesn't want you there. He just wants to be nice."
"Who are you?" I was whispering.
"I'll show you the truth."
"Your truth is wrong. He cares about me."
"He does? Then why is he just being nice?"
"That's how he is." I got to my dorm and opened the door. "He is nice."
"Why would he be nice to someone who hates themself?" I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror. I was losing weight, I was wrapped in bloody bandages, and I was pale.
"Cause that is who he is." I began changing again. I changed the bandages after a few cuts. It quieted the voices. But once I wrapped it up, they came back.
"He is just using you." I was finished changing and heading over to Sero's room.
"Leave me alone."
"Just for tonight." Although it was gone, I had some serious doubts. I was at his door and I knocked. He opened it right away.
"Hey."
"Hi." I put on my best smile and walked into his room. It looked really nice. And he had a hammock.
"You like it?" He put his arms up and spun, gesturing to his room.
"Yeah. It definitely resembles you."
"Thank you. So what do you want to do?"
"Whatever you want. It is your room."
"You will regret that." He took out a giant jenga and he started stacking them.
"You're joking right?"
"Nope!" He smiled at me.
"It's fake." That voice again. I ignored it and played with Han. I won, several times.
"Hah! I win, again. Wanna go another round?"
"Wow! Would you look at the time!" He held his wrist up as if he had a watch on. "It is sure late. We should definitely sleep now."
"Ok, pretty boy." I rolled my eyes and started cleaning the blocks.
"I'm pretty?" He batted his eyes at me.
"Yes. You are pretty." He smiled at me.
"Aw than-"
"Pretty stupid." He threw a pillow at me.
"So mean."
"Ok. Come on. Let's sleep." I said. I finished cleaning and he went to turn off the light. He went to bed and I lay on the floor.
"Um... whatcha doing?" He sat up in the bed.
"Going to sleep?" I sat up on the floor.
"You aren't going to sleep in bed? Or even the hammock?"
"I can sleep in there?"
"Yeah. It isn't for decoration. Come on. He climbed out of bed and went to the hammock. I followed him and he gave me his hand to help me inside. I took it gently and climbed inside. I swung a little and fell all the way in.
"It's so comfy in here."
"Why do you think I have it?" He climbed in with me and almost crushed me. "Sorry." He moved to the side and all of his body weight made me fall on top of him. I was laying on his chest. "You like it?"
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MHA X Depressed Reader
CasualeY/N has always been bullied for many things. Her height, the way she looks, the way she acts, the way she speaks and sounds. But most of all, her dad died. People would rub it in her face that they had dads and she didn't. Little did they know it wo...
