Sketchbook Boy- A Tododeku Story

Chapter 3- Loser

Midoriya's POV

The bell rang of my last lesson, and I grabbed my bag, walking out of the classroom alone. Once upon a time I had friends, best friends and a boyfriend, now I have no one. Not that it was anyone's fault, it was mine for I had pushed everyone away just to hide my father's debt, and what I had to do to repay it. I put my hood up and walked out of the classroom silently, connecting my earbuds to my phone and putting on my latest depresso espresso playlist (I couldn't help myself lmao)

After reaching my dorm and putting away my stuff, I ended up doing some homework. My thoughts wandered over to Shoto Todoroki, I couldn't deny he was fucking hot but he was far to popular and idealistic for me to actually like him. He was kind enough, I guess, he didn't completely hate me but that was because he didn't know me yet. He had probably heard the rumours going around once upon a time but not many people actually believed it, but after spending 2 weeks with me, I'm sure he'll be like everyone else.

I had finished my homework and cleaned my dorm before glancing at the time. 'Shit, 6:10! I'm gonna be in so much trouble!' grabbing the key to my locker, my phone and my money. I ran through the dorms, dirty looks heading my way as I pushed past people in a rush. After bursting through the main doors of the dorms, I thought I was away from people to scoff at me but it seemed that the relief was short lived as I run into someones back.

"I am so sorry!" I bow apologetically and I hear a chuckles, one that belonged to Shoto Todoroki,

"2 times in one day Midoriya, don't tell me your stalking me." his monotone voice says as he turns,

"I know, I'm so sorry, I promise I'm not stalking you. I'll make it up to you another day. Again I'm so sorry." and I rush off. As I momentarily look back, I see Uraraka look at me with disgust and guilt fills my heart. But I don't have time, I run through the campus gates and all the way to work, with just about no issues.

I go through the back door to see my manager tapping his foot and crossing his arms,

"What time do you call this?"  he asks impatiently,

"Uhhh...6:21?" I say sarcastically. Only 11 minutes? That's not too shabby.

"Don't get smart with me you little shit. Now get ready you have a match to throw in 9 minutes." as he walked out the door where I heard him greet a random cheerfully.

I stood in the ring once again, third time tonight and let my faceless opponent hit me constantly. I could easily dodge him or punch back but I needed to throw this match or I wouldn't get payed.

The crowd cheered around us as he hit me hard, my mouth and my nose bleeding. I'm pretty sure he had broken a couple of my ribs and my arm which would be a problem. He was unusually angry for an opponent but it didn't matter, as long as I lose I get payed.

It was a good time to feign unconsciousness as the crowds excitement was at its highest. As he punched me in the head,  I dropped to the floor, pretending to be knocked out. I had gotten pretty good at making my body limp and unmoving, I didn't even flinch as he punched me for the final time and the crowd roared.

The medic stitched my left cheek, which had been cut deeply during the fight, and cleaned up the blood on my face. He had explained 3 of my ribs were broken but my arm was fine if I rested it.

boss came in hubristically, laughing with wads of cash in his hand, "Well done Deku!!! I am now a few grand richer and so are you!" he said jollyly,

"Yes, Yes look it's past 8 and I really have to get back, so give me my money." I replied harshly, getting up and putting my hoodie back on.

"Ahhh yes, here you go." and he threw 3 wads of cash for the 3 matches I threw tonight. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the door, running back to campus.

A/N I KNOOWWWWW THIS SO SO LATE!!!. I had a bit of a break but i'm back now, I had no idea where I wanted to go with this book but I have an idea now. Sooooooooo yhhhh

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