"Pathetic" Deppresed!Izuku

pt.8 (edited)

Bakugo's pov.

As we walk-, rather I walk into school with Deku, I could feel people watching us. 'Whatever, I don't care.'

I swing open the door to the nurses office, and see a young woman, probably in her twenties, looking at her phone, bored. I drop Izuku onto the bed, which makes her look up at from her phone, at the boy, then at me.

"What happened?" She asked standing up slowly. "I-I just had a little headache." Izuku turns his head away from the nurse, looking at the ground.
"Yeah, right," I scoff "My name is Katsuki Bakugo, and this idiot right here is Izuku Midoriya. I pushed him lightly and he fell, he had trouble walking after that, so I picked him up and brought him here."

She gave me a look and said "alright, let's examine you." She came closer to him. "I-I assure you, I'm fine." He said crossing his arms. "Common now, don't struggle." She said slowly removing the boys arms, and putting them to his sides.

"Don't be stubborn, brat." I said sitting down on the chair next to the bed. The nurse didn't even look at me when she said: "You technically don't have a reason to be here, so feel free to leave." She unbuttoned his school uniform. "Like, hell I will," I snapped back " I have to know what wrong with this brat."

"K-kacchan, I think y-you should l-leave..." What? This brat. "Whatever." I get up and walk out of the nurses office. It's not like I'm not worried about stupid Deku, I just can't let him know that. He'll think I'm weak. Grrr, this whole thing is really frustrating.

Time skip, afterschool

Midoriya's pov.

I didn't go to classes today, I know I'll have detention tomorrow, but whatever, I can't deal with school today. I guess not going to classes brings one good thing though, you won't get beaten up. Hah, I'm really such a weakling, I happy to not get beat up. That's embarrassing.

I open the house door. Wow, I guess I forgot to lock it. Not like it matters. I go up to my room, plopping down in the bed. I stare at the ceiling and think about today.

'Wow, I made Kacchan carry me to the infirmary. Everyone was staring at us. I could feel their gazes, burning. They thought Why is Kacchan caring for such a nobody? Kacchan's too nice, he probably was so embarrassed to have to help me. I don't blame him. He's better of without me.'

My mind continues to wander until it traces back to the mini aid kit in my bag.... I hurry to my bag, ripping it open, frantically searching for something. And then I found it. The sharp, cold blade....

Breathe.

Relax.

Everything is fine now.