Depressed Deku but he can't sing

doin' fine

Midoriya took the razor in his hand. He studied the blade. How the bathroom lights reflected on it, the dried blood, the sharp edge almost cutting his finger. Midoriya put the blade on his skin once more, slitting his already littered wrist further. Blood drops formed in the semi-deep cut.

"Izuku!! I'm home!" His mother shouted. Midoriya gulped and took a deep breath.

"Okay!" He was able to keep his voice normal.

Midoriya put the razor away and washed his wrists with water in the sink. He took gauze out of the cabinet and bandaged his cuts tightly. Midoriya cleaned up the mess he made and unlocked the bathroom door. He put on a grey hoodie and walked into the kitchen to see his mother making dinner. Midoriya didn't want to eat anything, but his mom would get too worried about him. He usually threw up what he'd eaten later on in the toilet.

"Hello, sweetie. How was school?" She asked with a smile, Happy to see her son again.

"It was good," Midoriya faked a smile. "Do I need to help you with that?" His mother nodded.

"Yes. Could you cut the vegetables?" Midoriya hummed a 'yes' and got to work.

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Midoriya's alarm clock went off and he groaned. He turned it off and lazily got out of bed.

Why do I even try?

He took a shower, undid his bandages, made a few cuts and redid his bandages. He put on the biggest fake smile he could muster and went to school.

On the way to U.A. Midoriya took out his phone and earbuds out and played some music.

By the time he got to into class, he didn't notice everyone staring at him.

Midoriya got beet red when he noticed what he'd done.

"I-I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to sing aloud, I-," he got cut off before he could finish his apology.

"The nerd can't sing! Did you hear that crap just now?!" Bakugou shouted. The class bursted out in laughter.

"No offence, Midoriya but please never sing again," someone said. Midoriya didn't even recognise who, he didn't see what was happening. Midoriya's vision was too blurred with tears. This was the last thing he wanted right now. He ran out of the classroom down the hallways, pushing some students out of the way while running. Some of his cuts reopened while doing so. Singing had always helped Midoriya feel better, so this hurt him more than it should.

He slammed the door open and yeeted himself in a stall.

Midoriya completely broke down. He cried and put his skinny hands on his face. Once he could see again he desperately pulled his bag open and took a razor out. He cut his wrist with more force than he meant to and blood was streaming out. Midoriya didn't notice and cut again and again. The boy noticed what he was doing when his vision had black spots and quickly pulled out a notebook and pen. He scribbled a quick 'I'm sorry' and everything went black.

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Aizawa heard about what happened and got worried when Midoriya didn't return after forty minutes. He made everyone do their work and excused himself. He walked to the closest bathroom, where he knew most of the students went when they needed to escape. The teacher opened the door and looked at the only occupied stall.

"Midoriya, are you in there? You've been gone for too long I'm afraid I have to note that if you don't come out now.

Silence.

Aizawa frowned when he didn't hear anything after five whole minutes. He walked back to the classroom and took a screwdriver he had. You know, for safekeeping. He used the screwdriver to open the lock, opened the door and saw a lifeless Midoriya staring at a notebook in his hand with dried blood all over the stall and his wrists.

Aizawa stared silently at the scene before him. He took the notebook out of the dead hands of Midoriya.

'I'm sorry'

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Everyone was sad about his death and regretted laughing and not noticing in how much pain he was. :).

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LonelyLost11  lmao sorry