4 - My R

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Warning! This chapter contains suicide attempts and mentions of abuse and self harm. If you are uncomfortable with these, I advise waiting for the next update!
If you are struggling with depression, suicidal thoughts, self destructive habits and/or anything else please reach out to someone and seek help. There are people that care about you! If you're being mistreated PLEASE alert someone, you don't deserve that.
Without further ado, here's today's chapter <3

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Eren cleared her throat, beginning to read the card. "This is a Todoroki Centric world. Shoto's had enough of his life and believes it's time to take care of his misery once and for all...but discovers others that want to do the same along the way." She put the card down?

(Yes, I know this is a world that is commonly Deku Centric! But I feel like the song just sort of fits Shoto more due to his especially rough childhood. Both are bad, but I also wanted to be more different than other authors. This is not a Dekuverse book! It's a multiverse book! Everybody's going to get their shot in being the main focus.)

"Oh! So like a recovery world? A therapy group, maybe?" Midoriya mumbled, knotting his brows. Eren let out an awkward laugh.

Oh god, I don't think they're prepared enough.

Eren snapped her fingers, as four people were transferred into the hot seat. Midoriya, Todoroki, Uraraka, and Kaminari shuddered. "Ohh I'll never get used to that.." The brunette muttered, rubbing her head. "I thought this was Todoroki centric?" Midoriya asked. Eren nodded. "It is, but you three are important."

The screen flickered on.

It started with a close up of someone walking up a flight of stairs. It panned up to show some familiar white and red hair. He opened a door at the end of the staircase, now on the roof of a building.

The teachers looked at each other, already skeptical. What kind of therapy session was held on a rooftop? Weird.

Just as I was about to take my shoes, off on the rooftop there I see..
A girl with braided hair here before me.
Uraraka was shown on the opposite side of the roof's guarded rails, holding on with her hands behind her. Her shoes were placed neatly, a small note beside them.

Midoriya gasped, eyes widening. Iida felt his heart sink, the thought of one of his best friends ending her own life was crushing him. Todoroki gripped his armrests. "This is what they meant...by taking care of the misery.." Aizawa uttered, gritting his teeth nervously. The girls watched in horror as they took a minute to take in the scene.

Despite myself, I go and scream.
"Hey, don't do it..please!" Todoroki shouted, dropping his bag by his side. He looked surprisingly calm, while Uraraka looked back at him, tears staining her cheeks.

"Please save her..." Midoriya whispered, to nobody but himself..but the theater was so quiet it seemed to echo throughout the room. Nobody dared to speak as they watched.

Wait a minute, what did I just say?
I couldn't care less either way..
Todoroki urged Uraraka to come back to the other side of the railing. She hesitantly climbed over, sinking to the tile beneath her feet. Todoroki looked almost annoyed.
To be honest, I was somewhat pissed.
This was an opportunity missed.

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