So I was on Pinterest one day and I found a bunch of fan art for a Heathers and My Hero Academia crossover. Images not mine. Credit goes to the owner (http://iggiesca-asdy.tumblr.com/post/164915139214/heathers-the-musical-performed-by-class-1-a).
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I stared outside my window, looking at the pouring rain. When I got home from the funeral it started raining. I've just locked myself in my room. I've had no motivation to do anything since it started raining. I'm currently sitting next to the window reading a book. Well, was reading a book. The sound of rain was distracting me, and the raindrops were too pretty to ignore. Drops raced each other down the glass, like the tears running down my cheeks. What have I become? I used to be a nobody and then I became someone. Now I'm known as the girl who was friends with the three dead kids. I needed to do something. I leaped from my spot next to the windowsill and slid down the stairs. I dashed out the door, ignoring the bullets of rain shooting at me. I don't know how long I ran. All I know was that I didn't stop until I saw him. The boy who ruined my life and yet fixed it at the same time. Shoto Todoroki. He was standing in the same place I first talked to him. He was getting a slushy, probably to freeze his brain. As if nothing happened.
I just stopped and stared into the window. He eventually turned and stared at me through the window. He gave me a small smile and turned to the cash register. He paid and walked out to join me.
"So, what are you doing down here? I thought you were too damaged to leave your room." He smiled but I could tell that he wasn't trying to be nice. I just stood and stared. I wanted to scream and punch him, but I couldn't move. I wanted to cry, but the only water pouring down my face was rain. I didn't know how fast I was walking. All I know was that Todoroki was practically dragging me to his house. The rain didn't light up; however, I was focused on how I was going to get home. It had to at least be nine at night. We somehow arrived at Todoroki's house without anything happening, despite the inhuman speeds we were racing. He tried dragging me through the front door, but I didn't move.
"Fine! We're "damaged"! Really "damaged"! But that does not make us "wise"! We're not "special", we're not "different"! We don't choose who lives or dies." He just stared at me, shocked that I finally spoke.
"Well, then what do we do? We killed three people Midoriya. Who are we going to be if not murderers?" I was terrified. This was the first time Todoroki ever looked me dead in the eyes.
"Let's be normal, see bad movies. Sneak a beer and watch TV. We'll bake brownies or go bowling. Don't you want a life with me? Can't we be seventeen?"
"Why?"
"That's all I want to do. If you could let me in, I could be good with you. People hurt us."
"Or they vanish."
I thought about it.
"And you're right, it really blows. But we let go..." I didn't want this. I didn't want any of this. I just wanted to be normal for fuck's sake. I just wanted to be a teenager without any issues. None of this is normal. None of it. I must have started staring off into space because Todoroki started to speak again.
"Take a deep breath. We'll be normal. No more killing, no more murdering our classmates. We'll stop all of this and go see the world. We'll do things normal teenagers do." I could see real tears in his eyes. Maybe, just maybe, he was telling the truth.
"Don't stop looking in my eyes." I slowly whispered to him. We promised each other to be normal seventeen-year-olds.
