UA Civil War

Chapter 2

He woke up, cold sweat licking his body. The sweet infuriating sound of the alarm was ringing next to him. He turned it off and swung himself out the bed. Tear stains can be seen on his cheeks as he takes a sip of the coffee besides him. Cold as it is from last night it soothes him. A sigh escapes his lips as he heads to the bathroom to get ready for yet another day. Unwrapping his arms he lets some cold water run over his scars, his face not moving a muscle as the stinging pain reaches him. A few seconds later he hops into the shower. It doesn't last long... The water running down his back stops when he turns off the tap. Getting out he wraps a towel around his waist as well as bandage his arms. Midoriya reaches to the broken mirror cabinet and grabs his concealer putting on as much as he needs to cover the dark circles under his eyes. The clock reads 5:36 am. He plops back on his bed slipping a earbud into one ear as he listens to some music, dreading the moment he has to walk out his dorm room. His fingers lightly tap his leg following the rhythm as his dull eyes jump in and out of focus. Izuku pulls on the corners of his mouth warming up a smile and trying to get used to it. The fake life he created came to bite him back. It was supposed to be an illusion that offered hin an escape from reality, a socially accepted image, however he started to hate it. 'It won't be that tiring' but here he is.

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The music is disrupted by silent shuffling and sounds of doors opening and closing. Knowing that is his cue, he gets up and swiftly changes into his uniform, messing up the tie as usual. With his hand on the handle he draws in a breath and smiles.

The hallways are empty, but you can hear the happy chatting from downstairs. By this point almost everyone is in the common room. Turning the corner he waves and takes his seat among my classmates.

"Deku-kun good morning!"

"Morning, kero."

"Good morning!"  he greets back.

Everyone is lively and he is doing his best to match them.

"I am done!" Mina screams from the kitchen. She made a bet with the 'bakusquad' that she lost and therefore had to make breakfast.

"Ha suck it! I told you I could cook!"

"Racoon eyes the toast is fucking burnt."

"IT'S STILL GOOD!" Mina pouts.

Everyone sits down at the table, but he remains seated on the couch. 'I already ate.' is what he always says. 'I have some food in my room don't worry! I get really hungry in the morning so I eat when I wake up.'

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UA isn't far from the dorms. Uraraka and Iida walk on his right and Todoroki and Tsu on his left. It's awkward given that he doesn't talk much but it's not like they notice. It's better this way, better for them not to get attached, not like they could get attached to a deku.

Making his way to his seat, he can hear Bakugo plopping his feet onto the desk, much to Iida's dismay.

Class has always been boring. Alone in his thoughts, the voices whisper away and he can hear a soft tune as background music though he can't recognize it. Ectoplasm is teaching but he can't bring himself to care, it's not like he doesn't already know the curriculum. He zones out, his eyes fixed on the board creating the illusion of him paying attention. Midoriya just wants to rest but he can push until the end of the year. It's tiring keeping up the smile, it doesn't feel natural even if he wishes it did, but nobody suspects a thing, so he guesses in the end it's worth it, in the end if nobody notices then they aren't even looking. It's ok, he can rest in his dorm... but then he has to do it all over again, and again... and again.

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With math now done, the first period, the others seem to be passing by quickly, not that he is complaining. Lunch is dreadful, people are talking every direction he turns to. His tomach turns upside-down at the first bite of food that he forces himself to eat. He doesn't show it on his face, he keeps listening to his classmates talk. He gets pulled into the conversation by Uraraka most of the times, her peppy attitude makes him uncomfortable but she's a nice person.