Redemption [My Hero Oneshot]

Redemption

Izuku's Pov. [Age:18]

For some time I stood without speaking. I looked down at the corpse of my master and teacher. What the hell was I even thinking? I took a look at my classmates. Mixed emotions were plastered all over there faces.

You can tell their eyes started to dull as the life of our teacher started to fade. Some people stood out extremely to the point I felt a nauseous feeling in my stomach. It was my closest friends.

The people who stayed with me till the end. The ones that I even became on a first-name basis with. Just thinking about it hurt both mentally and physically. They were the opposite of what I would normally see just cause of this situation that we're in.

Now I know that death changes people. Even for a moment. Tenya was angry, Ochaco was stunned, Shoto was silently grieving as he bit his lip. Probably cutting it continuously. Eijirou was glaring at me, and Katsuki.

Katsuki was on the ground- No. On his knees sobbing. He didn't even try to hide it. He just continued to sob in front of everyone. I was surprised how such an event changed so many people. How they all were the opposite of there normal selves.

I didn't mean for this to happen. I never even thought this would happen, but here I am. Words can't even come close to describing how guilty I felt when I looked at my peers. I wanted to run and escape this place called reality but I couldn't.

It was like the guilt was clawing at my throat making it enough for me not to even breath. Mr. Aizawa looked at me and began to speak with the remaining breath he had.

"I-Izuku...I know this wasn't your fault. J-Just know that the next couple of weeks may not be pleasant. Become the hero you strive to be. Don't let this day become your last. I'll continue to guide you. Izuku Midoriya."

He finished up his last words, choking a bit on the blood in his mouth. I continued to stare at him as he was passing. I know this isn't my fault but, it's not like anyone is willing to believe me. For such a painful world though, its amazing we even have sympathetic people.

And that's how the day ended really...Everyone went home either quiet, anxious, resentful, stressed out, or stunned. The next day was nothing compared to the following weeks. The non-stop talk became constant and the friends I once had were gone. Except for them.

I killed our teacher and they stayed with me. They were insulted along with me, hurt with me, even beaten with me. I don't understand why they stayed and they never told me until later on.

What surprised me, even more, is that the people that stayed. Were the ones that were hurt the most by our sensei's death. Why? I know they're trying to put it behind them but them being around me makes me feel so guilty.

Sometimes I think they do it for pity. Sometimes I think its for them to pressure me, or maybe they forgive me? No. That's impossible to be forgiven like that. It's like everything is swiping past me haunting me slowly. I honestly wanna crawl into a hole and die.

I still hear our teachers voice sometimes too...Repeating the same words. "It isn't your fault." I know it isn't, but the constant death threats I get doesn't help me think so.

At least I know some people's true colors. That's how selfish the world can be. The moment someone comes near me. Immediately there are rumors spread about them. That's what happened with Katsuki, Shoto, Ochaco, Tenya, and Eijirou.

They act like they don't care but they do, I know they do. I heard Ochaco break at some point. I was walking past her room and heard her crying. I knocked on the door to check, but she didn't answer. At that very moment, Honestly. My eyes teared up in what felt like years.