Todobaku Angst

Wish I were Heather

𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳
𝘔𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘖𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶

Your sweaters always kept me warm, I always loved taking them away from you. But, I knew you didn't mind because you always flattered me by saying "My sweaters look better on you than it does me," you say with a sweet smile. A smile i wish you could only show to me. Your smile was blissful and I envied those who had the chance to see it.

𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶

Of course you were fucking oblivious. You had no idea, you simply called my feelings "bromance". You took light of my feelings because you weren't gay. I always liked you though, i wish you were mine.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘺

Fucking hell. If I could be a female by genes, maybe I could be the one in your eyes. Oh how lucky she is. Your eyes slowly moved in her direction, all the attention I wanted belonged to her.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴
𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺

She's beautiful I admit, but only fools fall for her. And, you were one of those fools. I can't blame you though, she's gorgeous.

𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥

But being beautiful is just one third of how you really are. Those who were smart would see that she was trying to be the perfect girl. But, even if she's trying, she already is. She has everything, everything including you.

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘦

Your eyes were mainly on her, you were unaware of the pain I was in because you could never focus your attention on me.

𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦?
𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧, 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺

I'll never forget the night you kissed me. Of course it was an accident as you said. But, was it really? I felt the affection I longed from you as you kissed me. Still, thoughts lingered in my mind. Why the hell would you kiss me if I wasn't even half as pretty? Did you mistake me for her?

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳,
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳

Why the fuck would you just kiss me and then go to her to wrap your sweater around her. I asked you why, but all you said was "it was cold and it's just polyester," "But you like her better." I murmured, but I knew he could hear me. I walked away from them as I could feel their eyes piercing my back.

𝘞𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳

I wish I were...

Signed,
𝒦𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓀𝒾 𝐵𝒶𝓀𝓊𝑔𝑜

Shoto's tears dropped onto the letter.

On Katsuki's suicide letter.

—; AHHAHAHAHAHA I HAVENT UPDATED IN SO LONG SIDJAKX i hoped y'all enjoyed this. im still working on other chapters but I just felt so lazy.