3rd person: Todoroki
There he was...
Sitting in the middle of his room.
Who knows what he was thinking.
Regret.
That's what he was feeling.
Regret.
'Dear Todoroki Shoto,
If you're reading this, I'm sorry I wasn't what you wanted me to be. I'm sorry I wasn't perfect for you to love me. I'm sorry.
I never knew what love meant before I met you. You always made my heart skip a beat everytime you looked at me. When you used to say my name with that voice of yours, you made me want to jump out of my seat and kiss you right then and there, but you never felt the same, did you?
It's understandable. You're straight and I'm gay. Well, WAS gay. I hope you found someone who makes you happy and gives you all the love and affection you deserve.
With much love,
Midoriya Izuku♡'
Todoroki fucked up.
Big time.
He became a loner again.
His depression, that he worked so hard to get over, came crashing down on him.
He became suicidal again.
He was called a murder.
He would stand on the edge of a bridge and hoped someone would convince him not to kill himself, but with the reputation he craved for himself, people told him to jump.
To kill himself.
Because the world would be better off without him.
He had had enough.
He got up from the floor and headed to the kitchen.
Each foot step echoed throughout the house.
He grabbed the sharpest knife he could find.
He placed the thin bladed knife on his neck.
He applied a slightest bit of pressure.
"D-don't do it, Todoroki,"
The voice cried.
Todoroki dropped the knife in shock.
"Wh-who's there?"
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Tododeku One Shots
FanfictionI made this book because there are a lot Tododeku things I want to write, but I don't want to make into a story.
