10 || U.A. Sports Festival Pt 1

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                    ▪ 3rd POV  ▪

You sat on your bed. Top off, only wearing black and white shorts.

You shakingly took the tweezers. Taking a breath.

You let out a small grunt as the tweezers slowly dug into your chest.

Shortly after, they came out. A bullet in between.

You sighed.

The hole quickly sealing up.

You covered your eyes with your hands. Your elbows resting on your knees.

You felt like ca-ca.

You just fucking killed your brothers almost as soon as you had reunited with them.

(???):
"(Y/N)....?"

You gasped quietly. Rasing your head up a bit. Just enough so you could see.

You quickly turned your head.

Katsuki....

He immediately knew he fucked up and quickly closed the door.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Your back was fucked up.

Not scoliosis type of fucked up.

'My life' type of fucked up.

Your back was littered with scars. All different widths and lenghts. And weird symbols on your back.

(I can't- Your backs fuckin' Destroyed

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(I can't- Your backs fuckin' Destroyed. Peridot-

Also, amazing if you know what they are)

One of your arms had roses tattooed on it. And the other- well...

It just looked like fucking Terminator. Out here with a goddamn robot for an arm.

You grabbed a random tee. Throwing it on and exiting. Hand in your pocket.

You had a bit of explaining to do.

You had a bit of explaining to do

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