Fixing myself (a KiriDeku fanfic)

Chapter one

Hey, this is my first fanfic, so I apologize if it's absolute crap. This fanfic will be quirkless, and the high schoolers have dorms that they share with another person.

Kirishima's POV

The bell rang. I was so relieved. Today was a hard day. The stress was building up so much. I had to get to the bathroom. Everybody got up and proceeded to get their crap together and leave. I followed suit, but headed to the bathroom instead of back to the dorm that I recently found out I shared with Midorya. 

I opened the door. In middle school, bathrooms were disgusting. The stalls had dirt, grime, and mold all over the walls and floors and everything, and they always smelled like crap and urine. But, UA was different. The bathroom stalls were pristinely clean and always smelled like Febreze.

I threw my stuff onto the floor opposite the door. I didn't expect anyone to come in since the school day was over. I dug through my bag, looking for a paper clip. It wasn't nearly as good as a knife, but it would work.

I took off the bracers I wore around my wrists. All the other scars looked back up at me. I knew this was wrong, but I just couldn't stop. It got rid of the pain, the stress, the hurt. It was addicting.

I unfolded it halfway so that a part of it was just a straight wire, and began to dig it into the skin of my right wrist. A small ting of pain shot up my arm, but it only lasted for a moment. As the blood flowed into the sink, I let out a sigh of relief. I could feel the stress going with it.

At that moment, I heard the door open. I looked toward the door, and my eyes filled with fear. What I saw was a short boy with curly green hair. My eyes met Midorya's for a few seconds, his emerald green eyes looking deeply into mine. I could see the shock and fear in his eyes. After a few seconds, he closed the door. I could hear his hurried steps, dashing off towards our dorm.

'Our dorm,' I thought. 'Oh no.'

I'm. So. Fucked.

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