"Pathetic" Deppresed!Izuku

pt.1

The young boy opens his eyes. He turned to his side to look at the all might clock that was on the table. '11.00...' he thought. It's Sunday, and tommorow, on April 1st, is the first day of the last year of middle school.

Midoriya stares at the ceiling for what feels like an eternity. 'I don't want to go to school' he sighs, closing his eyes. 'Okay, I have to get up...' he slowly stood up and walked to the door. 'Sigh...' he opened it and walked downstairs. The house was dead quiet. On the kitchen table was a note reading

I have to work an extra shift, so I wont be home until tomorrow.

~mom

He held the note in his hand before putting it back down. 'She has to work so hard because you're a burden.' Midoriya thought. He sat on the couch, turning on the tv. He skimmed though the channels, not finding anything interesting. Sighing he turned off the tv and lied down.
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'It's your fault for being so weak.
You're worrying your mom. Getting bullied every day, pathetic. You'll never be a hero. What a weakling. Better of dead Quirkless, idiot...
DEKU.'

Midoriya gasped as he sat up on the couch. He was breathing heavily. He stood up, his legs were moving on their own. Suddenly he was in the kitchen, holding a sharp knife. He hesitated before pressing it against his fingertip. He snapped out his trance like state, dropping the knife on the ground, covering his mouth as he looked at the blood drip down his finger. 'What- wait nononono' he quickly picked up the knife and washed it. 'What was I trying to do just now?'

He ran to his room, opened the hefty first aid-kit situated in his closet. He was always beat up by the middle school bullies, and he couldn't keep bothering mom, so he buyed it and learnt how to take care of wounds.

Midoriya took out a bandaid and put it on his finger. 'Dammit.' He saw that he was running low on bandages. 'I'll have to go buy some tomorrow, after school.'

He was hungry but had no appetite after what happened earlier, so he decided to go lie down in his bed, set the alarm for tomorrow, thoughts still running though his mind.