You long to end your life, so you never will die || bnha / bsd

The height of ignorance is to be shameless.

Midoriya tied his shoelace, his fingers trembling. Today's Wednesday, the last day of written finals... I'm nervous!

He stood up, turning away from the door and calling to his mom. "I'm going!"

"Have a safe trip!" She called back.

Midoriya's route to school was a long one, consisting of a lengthy ride on the subway and a walk up the mountain. Eventually, he arrived at the large door of the 1-A classroom. Sliding it open, he was met with jittery chatter. Iida, accompanied by Uraraka, stiffly strode over to Midoriya and sliced his hand in a downwards motion.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes! I spent all night studying!" The trio huddled at the door, hypeing each other up for the exam.

"You three, sit down." They turned to face their teacher, Aizawa, who tiredly gestured towards them.

Once everyone had settled down, Aizawa exhaled loudly and slammed his clipboard into the lectern, causing several of the students to flinch. Iida raised his hand and spoke.

"Sensei! Is something bothering you? You look more depressed than usual!"

"How kind. Yes, actually. Two... very large annoyances." Sighing, he frowned and turned around to face the board. "But either way, exams are starting soon." Aizawa picked up a piece of chalk and began writing the exam name onto the board, as well as the time it began and ended. "I'll start passing the exams out right now. Put your names on the top, and don't open the booklet until I instruct you to do so."

Soon, their last written exam commenced. The sound of scratching pencils, panicked erasing, and quiet groans filled the class. After a few hours, the bell rang, and Aizawa stood up.

"Pencils down, close your booklets. Hand the testing document to the person in front of you."

The students began to murmur among themselves as Aizawa collected the tests.

"Ugh, I definitely failed that." Kaminari yawned, stretching his sore arms. "Anyways, what's for lunch?"

Kirishima turned towards Kaminari. "Uhh, you know we can order whatever we want?"

"Yeah, I know. I'm just trying to run from the existential crisis that'll probably happen later today as I realize that due to my lack of efforts in previous days, my life is slowly falling apart."

"You okay man?"

"No."

On the other side of the classroom, Midoriya chatted with Uraraka, who jittered nervously. "Ahhh, I think I failed that..."

"I'm sure you did well!"

"Mmm... at least we have the rest of the day off! Except practical exams are tomorrow."

Midoriya made a face, anxious for what was to come. "You're right. In the meantime, I think I'll go take a nervous poo... that pent-up exam stress definitely wasn't good for my colon."

Uraraka cheerfully gave him two thumbs-up. "Good luck!"

"Uh, r-right!" Izuku left the classroom, closing the door behind him and walking forward in the hall until he rounded a corner, where he froze, face red.

Why did I mention the poo? Of course I had to mention the poo. And I went on about the whole colon thingy... god, she probably thinks I'm a weirdo. Midoriya sighed, making his way to the nearest bathroom. As he entered, he heard voices approaching him in the hall. At first, Izuku didn't pay any mind to what they were saying, closing the bathroom door. Yet as he was about to enter a stall, he made out a single word that startled him.