Chapter 2- The Message

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It was early Saturday morning. As usual, Izuku got barely any sleep the night before. He sat on his bed, scrolling lazily through YouTube. That's when he noticed an alert. He clocked it, realising someone had responded to his comment on the Dabi video.

It was the actual YouTuber himself?!
"Thanks. Guess you're my first subscriber! Btw cute profile"

Izuku went slightly pink. His profile pic was one of a few actually decent pictures of himself he had. Dabi said it was cute? He remembered In the video Dabi said he was 15, so...a year older than Izuku?

He began muttering to himself. Did Dabi mean it as a simple compliment or flirting?
Izuku couldn't really tell, and it confused him. He was never particularly good at reading people. But then again, most Autistic people aren't.

That's when the thoughts hit him, just as they did every day...
"Why would he like you? You're just a stupid useless quirkless f*g!"
"He probably just did it to be nice. Bet he thinks you're really pathetic"
"No-one cares about you. No-one will EVER care about you"
"You're such a useless piece of shit! You would be doing everyone a favour by killing yourself!"

Izuku whimpered, scratching at his head.
"No!! No!! Go away!! Go away!!"
He ran for his razor, cutting over and over again, feeling cut after cut sting his painfully thin arms.
The voices stopped. And he looked down at his horribly mutilated arms and wrists. He was bleeding a lot. He stumbled to his bed, getting his first aid kit and beginning to bandage his arms.

Once he was done, he checked the time. Eight O'Clock....His mother would usually wake him up by calling him for breakfast at this time. He was confused. Inko never strays from the schedule....Never!

He walked downstairs, and noticed a note on the kitchen table.
"Sorry sweetie! I have to go on a trip for business! I know I should have told you, but it was so last minute! I'll be gone for a few weeks. There's plenty of food in the fridge and money on the table if you need to buy any more food. If anything happens then call your Auntie Mitsuki! I love you, sweetie!
P.S: Oh, I completely forgot! Don't forget to take your anxiety medication! There should be enough for until I get back!"

Izuku's hand shook slightly as he finished reading. He hated it when the schedule was broken. It always made him feel confused and out of place. But he was greatful the instructions were clearer than last time she had to leave for business.

He felt horrible. He grabbed an orange and went back to his room, picking up his phone and opening TikTok. He decided he needed to vent, and this was where he could do it.

Izuku's account was one for venting and complaining about problems caused by his Autism and hidden depression. He felt like he could truly be open, and that people would listen. Of course, he never shared he was quirkless.

After filming his newest rant, he just began scrolling .

It was on here that he was alerted of a new follower. He checked, and saw it was Dabi! He couldn't believe it.

He opened up the DM list
(Yes I know you can't message on TikTok but in this universe you can so shut it)
And messaged a simple "Thanks for following me! But why did you?"

A few moments later his phone pinged.
D) "Because you seem nice, besides, you ARE my first follower. And I wanted to ask you something"
I) "Oh, sure! What's the question?"
D) "How come you look so beaten up in your newest TikTok?"
I) "O-oh! It's nothing, really!"
D) "You looked upset. Clearly something's wrong"
I) "Umm...."
D) "Well? Do I need to hurt a bitch for ya?"
I) "No! Don't, you'll get in trouble! It's nothing, really!"
D) "Alright, if you insist"

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