𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰𝒕 𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔..

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/𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾: 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥 & 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖𝕤/

~𝐒𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..~

He wanted to leave, he wanted to escape, the burning within his lungs caused tears to arise, leaving his glossy eyes. His body curling up into a ball, breathing heavy and heart beat fast, he needed to eat.. but at the same time, paranoia was nagging at the back of his mind, he knew he felt overweight, but if someone really weighed him..? Well, they'd be surprised he's still alive.. Life doesn't really matter, he had nothing to live for, and she was sick of everyone's lies. He was just wasting everyone's time, he made Izuku and Inko worry about him, when he could've felt with it himself. He wasted their resources, he knew this, and he felt bad for it.

The reminder of the burning corpse of his sister flooded his mind, the smell of burning flesh filled his senses as someone's voice cut him out of his thoughts. "Todoroki, are you in here?" His heterochromatic eyes darted around, flames still dancing around his left arm, burning his right arm. "Problem child?" He took a deep breath, disabling his quirk grunting as the cold air of the room practically attacked his newly made wound. He opened the stall door, his expressionless gaze meeting his sleep deprived teacher's. "Yes, Sensei, What can I help you with?" The raven haired faculty member cleared his voice, looking the student up and down. "Why did I smell burning, care to explain?"

Shoūto walked over to the sinks, starting to wash his hands. "If you wish to know, I had a flashback, and I accidentally set off my quirk." He technically didn't lie, so he looked back at Aizawa, starting to dry off his hands. "Ah, I see, sorry for bringing it up. I don't know if you were informed, but Inko Midoriya set up a meeting with the faculty members including Nezu, saying it was about you. Will you be there?" The two toned boy sighed, his glossy eyes looking back up at Aizawa's. "I think I'll sit this out, I've had enough drama for a few days." He bowed before leaving, his boots making soft clicks against the polished halls, as he made his way to the roof.

He hummed quietly, tugging at the strap on his bag as he came to a stop in front of the barrier separating him from the drop and sat. He respectively placed his bag down, opening it, and neatly setting out a box of cold soba and started unwrapping some chopsticks. He took out his phone, plugging in his earplugs before shuffling his playlist. He sat humming along to his music, as he relaxed against the railing, looking over at the horizon as he started to eat. This was a daily occurrence for him, leaving all places of human activity, and sitting alone to eat up on the roof.

His mind wandered, creating a world of his own, letting the music change the scenary in his eyes into a certain colour palette, suiting a certain classmate he couldn't help but admire. He blamed his emotions for feeling this way, but he kept them to himself, not wanting to ruin any of his 'friendships' as he worked too hard in his opinion to gain them.

So he kept quiet, the silence suffocating him.. the music spewed into his ears, letting him escape from the hell of a reality he lived in, he just wanted to be free.. He took a deep breath, placing down his chopsticks into the relatively full bento casing, and threw it away in a nearby bin. He walked back up to the railing, his hands firm and cold, his facial expression glimmering with sadness as tears started to build up in his glistening eyes. Thick black eyelashes tangled together as he pocketed his phone, pulling himself onto the other side of the railing, holding tightly on the metal. "I just want an escape.. is it too much to ask..?" Tears cascaded down his milky cheeks, the bitter cold tugging at his skin as he leaned forward, looking at the drop below.

"P-please don't do I-it please.." The voice was shaky, as Shoūto looked back, tear stains down his face as his glossy eyes slowly made out the silhouette of a small plump girl, her brunette hair rustling in the wind, as she held out an arm to him. "Todoroki.. p-please come o-over here.." The two toned boy looked back down, before shaking his head. "N-no.. please J-just leave.." Uraraka shook her head, slowly edging forward. "Please.. d-don't do it.. w-we're all here for y-you.." Tears rushed down his face like a waterfall, as he turned to look at the brunette, holding out an arm. "I'm s-sorry.. please f-forgive me.." He shot and icicle towards here, causing her to fall back, that's when he leaned back, stretching his arms out as he felt the wind rush past his body.

For once in his life he felt like he was in control.. that he was free, the fall brough a small smile to his face. "Goodbye.." His eyes fluttered shut at the impact of the ferocious wind, his body free falling down before his surroundings morphed. A dark abyss hung around him, his body continuing to fall.. His eyes didn't open, his body feeling weightless and tears slowly running down his face as he began to fade..