CHAPTER 15 (B)

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Izuku's POV:

He woke up, a little bit shaky from a nightmare.

He soon noticed that he wasn't even on the floor where he fell asleep.

Looking at his surroundings, he saw that he was on Kacchan's bed.

Did Kacchan move me while I was asleep? I slept on the floor for a reason. A person as disgusting as me doesn't deserve a bed.

He sighed and sat up. He got out of the bed and then made it when he was out.

If he had the right to sleep in his bed, then he might as well make it.

He finished making the bed and then started wandering around the room.

He had nothing to do so he just looked at Kacchan's room.

He looked at his desk. It was very clean and had a few stacked papers and a pencil case on it. He noticed that the paper was some school work.

He smiled to himself.

Kacchan is so smart..

He looked at the picture frames on his dresser.

He had a picture with his parents.. one looks like a more recent picture with his group of friends. He saw them take that picture.

He froze and his eyes widened when he saw the third frame.

Is that...

His hands shook as he grabbed the picture frame.

It was an image of him and Kacchan when they were kids...

That weekend they were at a vacation to a campsite with a lake and fun activities to do.

In the image, him and Kacchan were splashing each other with water while laughing.

On the sand you could see Inko and Mitsuki on the sand happily talking.

He assumed one of their dads took the image, since when they were there, they were both in the golfcart, talking.

Tears started running down his face and he held the frame close to his chest, remembering all the happy memories of the days when he was a child.

It made him miss those happier days.. when there was nothing too complicated to worry about.

When everyone was happy...

Happy..

....

His legs gave out and he fell to his knees, sobbing.

Why can't I handle one day without crying?!

He attempted to hold back the tears but they just kept coming no matter how hard he tried.

I wish Kacchan was here...

He shakily moved to the corner of the room and pulled his legs up to his chest, putting his head on his knees. He clutched onto the picture frame tightly and just continued to cry.

~ M E A N W H I L E A T U. A. ~

Katsuki's POV:

Katsuki sat in his current class, being bored as he read what the teacher assigned.

Katsuki's friends had quickly noticed the change in his attitude.

He was spacing out even more often then usual and was really snappy towards everyone.. more than usual.

Deku's return had definitely brought Katsuki into a state of confusion.

But his friends didn't know the reason why he was suddenly doing so much worse.

But he was fine with it that way.

He wouldn't want the others to know that he literally had a murderer in his house.

But it's not like he could kick him out.. he'd be homeless.

But still... Deku very clearly has some kind of mental illness.. or maybe he's just insane?

He groaned under his breath and put his head down on the desk.

If I kick him out, something bad could happen. So I'll just deal with it.

He made his decision and put his head back up to listen to the lesson.

In the back of his mind, he kept thinking about Deku and what he was doing right now.



Me: Accidentally burns a grill cheese at 3 in the damn morning
Also me: cRiEs for some reason

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