A Talk With The Quiet Kid

Chapter 12

Third person POV

It's Thirty-first of December. Katsuki stayed home, because he had nothing else to do. It's vacation, he has the choice to be at the dorms or at home. He doesn't have something special planned out. Just be there with his family. His loving and caring family. Maybe for the last time, though.

The whole day has been a black out for him. He woke up. Had lunch. Had dinner. Now, it's around nine PM. He's sitting on the couch in the living room, surrounded by family members. Not too many, A few aunts and a few uncles and some of their kids. The blond has been zoning out for a long time now. Thinking about Izuku.

He hasn't cried today, yet. It's special, because many holidays, he has spent it with the greenette and his mom. Inko is also at the Bakugous, she's been doing better. She's been grieving, yes, but she's slowly getting over his death. Even if it's the most difficult thing to do. Losing a child is the most difficult thing a parent could ever experience.

The blond stopped zoning out and is now looking at the faces of his family and loved ones. He isn't thinking straight. His mind is fully blank.

He and his parents talked the first day he arrived at home. They've found a therapist for him. The blond's first session will be after the vacation, the monday right after school. Mitsuki and Masaru heard good stories about the therapist. They just want their son to be okay and heal from the stuff that brought him in such a dark place.

Katsuki, not knowingly, stands up and walks towards Inko. He hugs her. She starts caressing her hand on his back softly and smiles. He stops hugging her and goes to the hallway. Mitsuki follows him, because she senses something wrong.

'What are you doing?' she asks while walking into the hall, seeing her son putting his shoes on. The younger blond freezes for a split second and informs that he's gonna go for a short walk. 'Okay, just be back in an hour at least and- and put your jacket on and a scarf.' she informs while seeing her son grabbing the door knob. He does so and says that he loves her and leaves. Mitsuki sighs, not thinking too much of it and walks back into the living room.

Katsuki stumbles down the porch, letting out an exhale and starts to walk. He grabs his phone and turns off his location for everyone, that has his location. He then puts his phone in his pocket and after that his both hands to keep them warm.

It's bad.

Katsuki is doing stuff and he isn't noticing it. He looks like a zombie walking down the street on the side walk. An old lady approaches him and asks if he's okay. He ignores her and keeps on walking. She looks worried back, but let's it go and walks the way she was already going.

Ten minutes later, he arrives at the graveyard. He goes to Izuku's grave and sits in front of it, in the grass. He starts talking, not knowing what he's saying. He doesn't even notice that he's crying. A couple walks past him, while going to the exit. They look at him in concern, but they leave him alone, because he may need to be left alone and let out all the tears he has left.

Twenty minutes later, he walks out of the graveyard and isn't planning to walk back home. If he was going home, he'd take a right. He took a left. And going left brings him to a place he hates. He despises. His middle school.

The middle school and graveyard are surprisingly close to each other, just a four minute walk from each other. When he arrives at his old school, he looks up at the roof. His expression is a combination of hatred and sadness. He walks closer to the school and eventually, with all his strength left in his body, he activates his quirk and jumps into the air, landing on the roof of the building, unsteady. He sits down on the edge of the building and goes on his phone.