Depressed, Autistic YT AU BNHA (Discontinued)

Chapter 1- Izuku

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Izuku yawned groggily, hitting the stop button on his alarm clock. He sat up in bed, wincing at the sudden sharp pains in his arms. He shifted carefully out of bed, making his way to the bathroom. He took a shower, wincing whenever the warm water hit his tender and freshly cut arms. He stepped out, drying himself. He attempted pulling a brush through his mess of dark green hair, but gave up when the brush got stuck among his wild curls.

He walked back into his room, putting on his school uniform, then carefully re-bandaging his arms, slipping long sleeveless gloves over to hide the already slightly bloody bandages.

He walked downstairs, smelling toast coming from the kitchen. Inko stepped out, handing him toast, his backpack, and a glass of orange juice. He put on the backpack, chugged the juice, and wolfed down the toast. He kissed Inko's forehead, and ran out the house, pulling his shoes on as he went. "Bye sweetie!" Inko called after him.

Izuku ran down the street, weaving through pedestrians and side roads, eventually coming to the entrance of his school. He lowered his head and gripped his backpack straps, anxiety suddenly flooding over him. He sped through the school, coming into his classroom just before the teacher entered.

The school day was the same as always. Kids would yell insults and throw things at him, someone called him a dirty f*g at lunch, the usual. When the final bell rung, Izuku was the only one left in the classroom, carefully putting his things back in his bag.

He suddenly felt a presence behind him, and was kicked in the back of the knees, his body instinctually folding, dropping him to the ground. He was grabbed by the hair and turned around, now facing his attacker- Bakugo Katsuki. "Still here, fuckface? Good" he said, turning Izuku around again and slamming his face into the edge of his desk. Izuku grunted in pain, trying to break free of Katsuki's iron grip.

Bakugo grinned, punching Izuku repeatedly in the back and neck, yanking him backwards so he could smack his throat and stomach, dragging him to his feet and kneeing him in the crotch and stomach, while alternating punching his face and chest, pulling roughly and scratching. Finally, Bakugo threw Izuku to the ground, and picked up Izuku's backpack, emptying the contents all over the badly beaten boy. He took Izuku's prized hero notebook, blew it to pieces with his quirk, and threw what remained out the classroom window.

He turned, going to exit the room, before stopping. "If you want to be a hero so bad, pray for a quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the roof, f*ggot"
And with that, Bakugo walked away, chuckling proudly to himself.

Once he had left, Izuku slowly got up, nearly falling but managing to catch himself. He touched his bleeding nose carefully, wincing at the sharp pain. He began putting his things back in his bag, and stood up. He began shakily  walking out the school, a dead expression on his face.

Once Izuku got home, he went straight to his room. He put on his normal clothes, grabbed a razor blade from under his bed, and began dragging the cold metal against his skin.
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Izuku stopped. He dropped the bloodied blade, and went to find the first aid kit from the bathroom. He patched himself up, plasters and patches all over his battered face and bandages on his arms. He sighed, sitting on his bed and taking out his All Might sticker decorated laptop.

He began looking through YouTube, until a video caught his eye. It was one that had been posted seconds before, and had no views, likes, or comments. The thumbnail was simply a Black-haired and heavily scarred man, the caption reading "Hello Internet".

(Yes, Dan And Phil reference)

Izuku clicked on the video, being greeted by a strangely handsome black-haired teenager with strange purple scars on his face. His cold blue eyes seemed to look into Izuku's soul, as the young man began to speak.

"Hi. I'm BurntToACrisp, but you can call me Dabi"

Dabi's video was clearly introducing himself to YouTube, and Izuku actually enjoyed Dabi's wit and dirty jokes. He subscribed, and put a comment once the video ended.

"Welcome to YouTube, 'Dabi'! Great video, I subscribed!" He commented.

He turned off the computer, and headed downstairs when he heard the front door click open. He smiled softly at his tired mother. He walked with her to the kitchen, taking out ingredients for dinner. Inko went and lolled sleepily on the sofa, and Izuku began cooking.

Once he had finished making the delicious looking Udon noodles and veg, he gave a bowl to Inko and headed back up to his room. He sat on his bed, and went back to watching YouTube. He put on some Thomas Sanders, (who never failed to make him happy), and ate.

Finally, he put his bowl on his desk, and headed through into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror, and pulled dejectedly at his dark eye bags. "Oh well...." he sighed, getting ready for bed, accidentally opening several cuts on his arms.