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Disappear {8}

Izuku's POV
'Of all people, Aizawa. Why the hell..? '"Midoriya, I know you're in there." I heard him speak as I began to panic. "I-I'm fine sir." I began to put the blades away in a rush, causing then to make a jingling sound. "Open this door, now." 'There's no way I'm gonna make it out of this..' "S-sir.. I'm using the restroom..! I c-can't open the door.." I heard footsteps aproach the stall door. "Midoriya?" Aizawa and Shinsou..? "What? I said go.. I'm fi-" Fuck. I answered Shinsou. "Midoriya, tell us what you're doing." I fought this feeling once, I can do it again. "I am cutting myself with the pack of razors I just purchased." "FUCK!" I began to cry and break down. Aizawa broke the stall door down and picked me up. "P-please don't tell k-katsuki.." My voice broke as I spoke, I felt so bad. I wanted to explain what I thought to them but it would be far too difficult to explain everything that was going through my head. maybe if I would've just died already everything would've been better. nobody would've been suffering because of my actions. I began to sob into Aizawa's shoulder as he carried me to the sink in the bathroom. I didn't know what to do so I just stayed tensed up in fear that my body would do something out of impulse and I would severely regret it. Aizawa set me onto the bathroom counter and began to roll up my sleeve. I flinched back in panic and reflex due to what I had just done. He clenches his hand around my forearm signaling me that it was okay. I am tense as he rolled up my sleeves and sighed. " Midoriya, you should really consider getting help on this subject. You aren't alone when it comes to this, and I'm sure many people are willing to help you." Another wave of guilt flashed over my body as I felt tears begin to prick my eyes. "I know what it feels like, trust me.." Shinsou was in the bathroom stall cleaning up the disgrace I left behind when Aizawa did something unexpected. He rolled up his sleeves which revealed hundreds of old white lines. "I know you feel like you're alone or this us the only way out, but it's not. Speaking from experience Midoriya." He rolled his sleeve back down as I just stared in disbelief. Tears filled my eyes as I leaned in gently to hug him. He hugged back gently, aware of my arms. He grabbed a few paper towels, wet them, and began to dab the blood away. "Did you get an antiseptic?" I nodded and grabbed the antiseptic out of the bag, handing it to him. It stung a bit as he was cleaning them but I was happy they wouldn't get infected. He finished by wrapping my arms with bandages and I was done. "Alright, get going. I'll check on you later at the dorms." I nodded and then exited the bathroom. I looked at the stocked shelves as I walked back out to the register where Kacchan was. "What took you so long, nerd?" I felt a heavy weight in my chest because I was about to lie. "Stomach issues.." I said as I pushed past him. My vision got a bit dark and my head went blank. "Just hurry up and check out please." Kacchan looked at me with confusion and it made me panic a little bit. "Midoriya.. make sure you tell him." Mr. Aizawa said to me. 'Why the hell did he have to say that!?' Kacchan turned around and stared me in the eyes. I grabbed at my arm in panic. "Tell me what?" SHIT!

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