Izuku POV
I woke up in a room that was completely baby-proofed, as I quickly noticed.
Shit.
The room's design was interesting. One wall was filled with as many books as a library. The bed had a green cover. A pile of notebooks lay on a small desk next to a few magazines. A small box full of pencils sat on the desk, along with paper clips, rubber bands, a stapler, pushpins, notepads, and so on.
Was this room designed for me? Dam rat. Here is everything I need.
Except for the coffin and something I could use to end myself.
Can I strangle myself with the rubber bands?
Maybe I could use the blanket from the bed to suffocate myself?
The first thing I do is push the desk in front of the door. I think this way nobody could enter and I could manage to kill myself. There must be something here.
Were those magazines, pens, and rubber bands? I have a plan.
I use rubber bands to create a kind of fire drill. I take a sturdy pencil and tie a rubber band to one end of my sturdy pencil. I picked out a pretty green one. It's important that the rubber band fits tightly and doesn't slip easily.
Next, I place a piece of newspaper on the surface of the table. How ironic, the newspaper has something about All Might. And his achievements in saving a few people from a fire. This base will serve to stabilize the pencil and increase friction when I place it on top.
I place the other end of my pencil on All Might's face on the newspaper and press the pencil down lightly to stabilize it. Then I begin to quickly spin the pencil by pulling the rubber band around it. This rapid spinning motion creates friction between the pencil and the newspaper.
It takes patience, but after a while, sparks or embers start to form. Once enough heat is generated, I hold the flammable material (the newspaper) to ignite the embers.
That will be your beautiful fire. The paper starts to burn; I hold it against my clothes, and it grows larger. These burning pains are so familiar to me. My whole arm is already in flames; the pretty fire dances on me. I hear footsteps. Someone is hitting on the door, ha, I barricaded the door.
Eraserhead: Problem Child, open the door.
Me: No. Ever heard of privacy?
Eraserhead: I smell the smoke.
...
What should I say?
Me: ... I'm having a barbecue?
I hear a sigh.
Why is no one pounding on the door anymore?
Suddenly, the door breaks open. Black spots fill my vision. Ha to late.
I hope this time I'm dead.
3 POV
New Staff Chat
CATerpillar: I'm with the boy in the hospital. Chiyo, could you come? He has severe burns.
FearMyCane: What did he do?
CATerpillar: He used some utensils to set himself on fire.
EardrumDestroyer: Whaaaaaaaat?
FearMyCane: Which hospital?
CATerpillar: ********
FearMyCane is offline
Boom: I really thought there would be no way for him this time. The room was specially designed.
CATerpillar: This devil still finds a way. He really wants to burn in hell.
GenderlessVoid: Were this words picked intentional?
CATerpillar is offline
GenderlessVoid: Hey
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