Bleeding For Him (BNHA) (TODOSHIMA) ( COMPLETED)

Chapter Eighteen

"Dear diary,
I dont know why I'm being forced to write in this thing but I think it's stupid so I'm only going to write when I really need to. If something big happens I'll write, it's better than talking to people. I guess I should summarize my life right now. I hate my shitty old man because he's just shitty and I'm sure if anyone ever read this they would know why I hate him so much fucking piece of shit. I'm going to be a student at UA getting in on recommendations. I have no friends but I dont need them I'm fine on my own. My mom is okay but I still don't know if I can forgive her. My sister Fuyumi is living at home still, my older brother Natsuo is a university student, and my oldest brother Touya is dead, though I believe he ran away to get away from our father. I dont really have anything else to write about so I guess I'll just leave it here."

I'm in tears just seeing this. It's not sad but it's all that I have left of him. I should keep reading.

"Dear diary,
I know it's been awhile but I told you I'm only writing if I have big news, to start you off I started school and that's all the prior information that you need to know. I met the most perfect boy that I have ever seen. His name is Eijiro, I think I'm in love with him but he likes one of our other classmates I can just tell. But seriously how can someone be so perfect? His smile is the cutest thing I have ever seen, and his crimson eyes are always sparkling. He also excessively uses the words "man" and "manly". I don't understand it but I think that it's adorable. Oh yeah I also made some new friends Izuku, Ochako, Tenya, and Tsuyu. They're not important right now. How is someone so hot but so cute at the same time? I didn't know it was possible but Eijiro is doing it. I've also been having coughing fits recently and it's weird because I'm not sick. My shitty old man needs me so I guess I have to stop writing about Eijiro but honestly I could write about him for infinity and never run out of anything to say, and I haven't even talked to him yet."

He had hanahaki, and it all started because he could tell that I liked Katsuki. And he cared about me so much. I can't believe what I did with Katsuki after reading this. I should keep going there's more.

"Dear diary,
I found a while ago that I have something called hanahaki. It's when you love someone but they dont give a shit about you so you cough up flower petals that can kill you if it gets too out of hand. I also found out that Eijiro has it. I decided to talk to him so I went to his dorm and there he was on the ground hunched over and coughing up petals covered in blood. When I first got in he was almost unconscious so I called an ambulance. I reassured him that he was fine and comforted him until the ambulance came. He's fine now but he has to live with his hanahaki so I'm going to win him over and cure us both. That's all for now bye I guess."

He was the one that saved me that day. That's how he knew about it. Why did I never piece that together? And he wanted me to love him to end my suffering. He wasn't even concerned about himself. All he wanted to do was help me and I betrayed him, and now I'll never have the chance to apologize.

"Dear diary,
Eijiro and I got into a fight. He wants to get the surgery to take away his emotions. I couldn't even talk to him. If he gets that surgery it will change the very person that I fell in love with. I feel bad for not talking to him but I cant bare it, just the thought of losing him like that is killing me. It would almost be as bad as actually losing hom6because he would still be right there he just wouldn't be the same person anymore. He would be a zombie and I'm not going to just stand around and let that happen. I still feel bad though, I could've talked to him about it and tried to persuade hi not to do it. But all I could do was stare at him. I hope he didn't take my silence the wrong way I just really cant talk to him right now. I'd probably start crying if I'm being honest. I don't want to lose him."

I remember that day, on the walk home from my check up when he found out that I wanted to get the surgery. He wouldnt talk to me on the way home. But now I know it's not that he wouldn't the problem is that he couldn't.