The Wings That Carry Us (mha au)

Chapter 3

Uraraku's P.O.V.

It was the beginning of class on what seemed like a normal day. I was talking with Momo and wondering where Deku was.

I walked over to my seat and sat down just before Mr. Aizwa came in.

He walked into the classroom, which he never did, with the school counselor.

"You will all be excused early today," he says.

The class sits there in silence until Iida stands up and says, "Sir, is there a reason we aren't having class today?"

"A tragic event has occurred to one of your classmates," Aizwa replies.

The class erupts with questions. I raise my hand and ask, "Where's Deku? Does this have something to do with him?"

Hearing that the class shuts up and Mr. Aizwa replies, "Yes, it does.

"Midoriya is dead."

~time skip~
The funeral

It was gloomy and raining. I was glad, so no one could tell if I was crying or had water on my face.

I tried hard not to cry but I couldnt help it. I was a mess.

I felt terrible. I always went to him for help, never asking if he was okay, never seeing through his mask. Never thinking he would comitte suicide

Iida kept muttering to himself, saying stuff like he was class president and should have noticed, and what a bad friend he was. I had to practically drag him to the funeral.

You could see everyone was upset, even Bakugou. How could someone so cheery and bright do this?

I only took a quick glance at his body, not wanting to see him dead.

Bakugou's P.O.V

Damn, that nerd. Why did he have to go and do this?

Kirishima begged me to come to the funeral. To pay my respects. Tch, I didn't want to be there. Why would I care?

But truth be told, it was differnet without him there. His buggy little voice and pestering.

It hurt being there. Because inside, I knew the truth. That I was one of the reasons he even did this to himself.

Selfish little nerd. Didn't he know how this would affect everybody? Didn't he know the pain he caused?

I went and looked at the body. They had patched him up good, but something was off. He didn't look right.

Honestly, I only came for Kirishima. I didn't care about the nerd.

Right?

Todoroki's P.O.V

Tension and sadness hung in the air like the rain falling down. You could tell everyone was affeceted by his death.

I was trying not to cry, but it was hard. He had been one of the only friends I had and the first person to accept me. So now that I stood here, looking at his dead body, it was hard not to cry.

He was special. He could brighten a room by smiling and was always encouraging others. He worked so hard, so why did this happen?

You could see the pain and hurt in All Might's eyes. Like it was personal, like he lost something special.

But honestly, we all did.

Narrator's P.O.V

Every thing was gloomy, matching the rain. The pain strong and the sadness intense.

Maybe it was the tears in there eyes, or the hope they were trying to find.

Because no one could tell that the hair was blueish or the darker complexion.

No body noticed that the body in the coffin was not Izuku Midoriya.

A/N
Plot twist! Worked hard to get this chapter done in time! Hope you liked it!

*DISCLAIMER: I do not own My Hero Academia or the characters, just the story.*