"H-hey! Don't touch me...let go!" "Stop that" "S-stop....please....stop..." "just....stop..."
Izuku woke up and went to the bathroom. He was showering and he was thinking about what happened yesterday. He didn't tell anyone....he doesn't know who to tell...he doesn't want to go to school...he started to cry. Why would they do this...what's wrong? Why is he like this why is everyone so cruel why....just why....
Izuku was walking in the halls and had his head down. He bumped into someone, at first he didn't know who it was until he heard their voice "watch where you're going!" He looked up and saw his childhood friend. His heart was beating fast and he was getting nervous, he doesn't no why he did it...he should've known what was gonna happen.
"K-Kacchan..." "eh? What do your want?" "I-I've been....raped...."
Why? Why did he trust him? And why did he tell him?
"Tch, stop it with your lies, you think anyone is gonna want to do that with you? Pfft yeah no" "and even if you were no one would care cuz I know I don't give a shit, so stop trying to get attention you slut".
Izuku's eyes widened as he felt the tears fall. A ...slut...? But he didn't ask for it! And he never did it with anyone...it was scary it scared him and hurt him...w-why would he say that? Does he really not care about him....
"I'm...im not lying kacchan! I-it's true! It was scary!" He said while crying. But katsuki didn't care, he just pushed him to the ground and hit him "shut up, I don't give a shit. So shut the fuck up!".
Why.....why am I always treated like this?
Izuku was in the changing room sitting down making a few sketches of an oc he made. He wanted to get over the fact that he got touched....he got more than touched....
"There you are, I missed you shorty~"
Why.....
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Dear Soulmate
Fanfiction🌹Completed🌹 Every thirteen year old is given a notebook where they are able to write to their soulmate. When Izuku got his he had never really wanted to do it, he always thought it was weird. But he soon felt alone and he wanted to talk to someone...