I am Izuku Midoriya-The Traitor.

Chapter 6

    Izuku hates to say it, but the weeks had grown so static...after Stain, even after he healed and could train again. The same monotonous schedule, school, training with All Might, and then specialized training with his Father. Stealth manly. He said it will help him when he gets into UA. Izuku doesn't want to think about what that even means. He knows...but still......

The boy sighs as he flops himself back down on his bed, checking the time, it was already midnight...no time to do homework again today... Guess he'll just have to do it during homeroom and lunch again. Besides the fact that every day has started to feel the same, Izuku couldn't help but feel...lost in it all? Sure, it is a hopeless situation, he knew he could never do anything to fix it. But Stain, Stain was a second path and path to freedom! He was also a path Izuku is too much of a coward to take. Stain is just a call away, and he's forever thankful for that fateful night, and the fact his Father never found the phone. Maybe there is a God after all... Izuku laughs bitterly at the thought.

No God would create such a harsh world. If by chance there is a God, Izuku would have no faith in them. After all, they did create this world.

Izuku blinks, and it's already time for school. Getting out of bed felt impossibly hard, his limbs as ready to give up as he is. His mind is in a heavy fog, focusing is just too hard...It all is just so...pointless.

He couldn't focus enough during lunch or homeroom to finish his homework. The teachers wave his undone homework in the air in front of him, and he couldn't bring himself to care. He doesn't react even when he feels Kacchan's stare bore into the back of his head, but that almost felt normal out of everything else.

Eventually, and thankfully, the bell rings, and Izuku runs out of class before Kacchan can come to find him first. He sprints off school grounds, much faster now thanks to his training. He is glad to just be gone from that hell. At least he could go to a place where he got to pretend to be something that he's not.

A place where he's a hero. He's the one saving lives, and the one helping others. Not the useless version he is in reality. Something that can bring as much light into the world as All Might. But...It's just a foolish dream.

Somehow the idea of pretending hurts more than anything else. It has even led Izuku to a lot of thoughts.

What would happen if he was gone?

It, of course, would hurt All Might, but that's only because he doesn't...hasn't found out about who Izuku truly is.

It would hurt his Father, after all, he would lose a valuable pawn, and the only thing left of...Mother.

Maybe it would hurt Tomura, but...knowing him, he might even be glad that he has ' Sensei' all to himself.

Outside of that...?

Nothing.

It. Would. Not. Matter.

He was well aware of the fact that he has no value.

As long as he remembers he's been nothing but a painful burden to those around him. It's only a matter of time now before they decide to cut him off.

Izuku feels his breath become erratic, at his morbid thoughts, and juts into a nearby alley, so he can have a mental breakdown outside of prying eyes. Just a moment to be himself, without the worry of something terrible happening. Here he can make mistakes. In this dark, off the beaten path alleyway.

Coming to his senses a little, he realizes it would change a lot of things. For the better. He could save All Might. If he was to just disappear. Even if All Might didn't know it, he'd be helping him. In fact, he would be helping the whole world by...disappearing. Izuku grips his head, pulling out some hair. No! He can't think about that, it's not true! It's not. It's ...not true. But it is. It is true, no, not even true, it's a pure cold, hard, fact. Just as the sky is blue, the world would be better without Izuku. "Just. Just shut up." He says sitting up realizing the cruelty in the fact that it rhymes as if some child's name-calling game. Looking at his hands, grasping at the teardrops that fall.