Chapter 5

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Shoto POV:

I struggled to open the bathroom door. Izu had locked it, and I didn't want him to hurt himself more. I pulled out my phone, typing in his mom's number, when I suddenly managed to open the door. I quickly opened the door. The color drained from my face.

My phone fell.

There he was.

New cuts,

His shaky arms holding the blade up to his neck. His head snapped towards me,  he dropped the knife, and I sank to my knees, pulling him into a hug. Izu started sobbing into my shoulder, and I cried too. We sat there for a bit, I kept rubbing his back, reassuring that everything was going to be okay. 

"Ssh, Izu, everything will be okay. I'll keep you safe. I promise"


Little did I know, that would all change soon.



Okay, this is like a reeeeaaaalllyy short chapter but I felt like it so deal with it :p

I'll try to update later today with a longer one (Hint: "try to")

-your (stressed af) author :3


Wordcount: 176










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