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Iida x depressed!reader

FINALLY I AM DONE WITH THIS

and not the one I was previously working on for weeks and then decided to write this and ended up finishing it first lol

ANYWAYS

STORY TIME

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I walked through the halls, head down, looking at my phone. I watched as my social media blew up with rude comments about my looks, voice, my... everything.

I pushed tears back as I walked into the classroom, being greeted by multiple people at once.

"Hey, (n/n)!" Called Mina.

"What's up, (y/n)?" Kirishima and Kaminari yelled in unison.

I smiled at them, setting my things down on the ground next to my desk.

"Hey, guys."

Sero tapped my shoulder from behind me. I turned round and we mindlessly did our handshake (which was awfully similar to the Spider-Man handshake).

Sero looked at my face, concern tracing across his.

"Bro, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Oh, okay!"

Sero turned and started talking to the others as I began to get my things for class out.

"Good morning, fellow classmates!" A formal voice shouted from the doorway.

I looked up from my stuff, seeing Iida in the doorway.

"Good morning, Iida!" I said as cheerfully as I possibly could from my position. Continuing to get my things, I sat down and doodled on an extra piece of paper I had on my desk.

~~~Time skip to end of class~~~

I was the last to leave, packing my things slowly and taking out my phone, once again entering the world of bullies. Tears pricked the sides of my eyes, threatening to spill.

I walked out into the courtyard, making my way towards the dorms.

"U-uhm, (y/n)?" Someone said from behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I startled, nearly dropping my phone in the process.

"U-uh, oh shit, yeah?" I said, fumbling with my phone, my face growing hot as I tried to turn off my phone so they couldn't see the horrible comments on it.

I was too late. A hand from behind me grabbed it before I could turn it off. I turned in anger and fear, facing the person behind me.

W-wait... Iida?

"Iida?" I questioned, a tear falling down my face. He looked horrified at what was happening on my phone.

He looked up at me with a sadness in his eyes that I couldn't explain. It pushed me to tears, my mind finally giving into the internal fight that was taking place.

I sank to my knees in defeat, my hands instinctively covering my face from those around me as I sobbed. I sobbed about the comments, the people, everything that was harassing me in every way.

A pair of arms wrapped around me, a body slowly enveloping mine in a loving hug. I immediately wrapped my arms around him, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

I sat there and cried for I don't know how long. Soon enough, I got tired and stopped my crying. I stayed in that position, letting Iida hold me. Sighing, my breath became more stable.

Iida suddenly lifted me up, scaring me. I squeaked, tightened my grip, wrapping my legs around his waist in fear of falling.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you, (y/n)!" Iida exclaimed.

"Ish fine," I answered, my words muffled due to my head being buried in his neck. "Where are you taking me?"

"The dorms. To my room, i-if you don't mind, that is."

"Oh... okay."

Iida carried me for some time, never once tripping or stopping to answer anyone's questions. When we reached his room, he set me on his bed, carefully freeing himself from my grip.

My face parted with the warm skin of Iida's neck, forcing me to look at him. He kept his arms around my body, his hands laid carefully across my back. He was in a kneeling position, so my knees were pressed against his chest. I looked down at him and him up at me.

I burst into tears again, trying to go back to hugging him. He wouldn't let me, so I sat there and cried, letting him watch me.

My mascara ran down my face, staining my cheeks a dark grey. Iida lifted a hand from it's previous position to wipe away the tears. He looked sad to see me cry, his heart slowly breaking to see me in such a state.

I soon got tired of crying, so instead I sat there and let the tears continue to stream down my face.

"(Y/n)?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Are you... uh, okay? You know, you shouldn't be listening to those people on the internet."

"I'm fine, I guess, but why not listen to them? They are all better than me anyways."

"No, they're not. You're perfect, (y/n). You're beautiful. You're you, and that's enough."

"Thanks Iida. Do you mind if I stay here for tonight?"

"You're welcome. And yes, you may stay."