A/N: HEELLOO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE GONE FOR SO LONG
TW: SELF HARM
Izurus P.O.V.
I wake up in the middle of the night...more mechains...f*ck this. I dont care what happens I just stand up. And fall back down onto my bed. Why do I feel so weak? Weak and helpless. THEY THRETEANED TO TOURTURE ME. REALLY TOURTURE ME AGIAN
SOMEBODY PLEASE MAKE IT STOP. I HATE IT HERE I HATE THIS FUCKING SCHOOL. I sit on this goddam bed feeling helpless and stupid. I start hitting myself on the head. It gives me a headache but I keep doing it anyway I don't know why I just got the urge to. Apparently I hit myself to hard cuz everything fades out to black.
When I wake up I don't see anything I'm used to. I mean- im still in that goddamn room but- there's no doctors, no machines. Just me laying on a bed in a lab caot. Then I hear footsteps. "So you're izuru kamukura, huh?" "Who are you." I snap back at the annoying looking strawberry blonde girl talking to me. "Junko...he might be kinda dangerous dontcha think?" Another girl, one with short dark hair says. So this blonde bitch is junko- before I can finish thinking she pulls me up off the bed by my arms and starting spinning me in circles for a second. "You're supposed to be the ultimate hope but you're gonna be the exact opposite of that! If you really have every talent then you can also help me cause despair-" "look lady i don't know who you or that other girl are" "are you tired of being locked up in a room all day? Ill get you out if you help me! It'll be so amazing!" I know she's probably planning bad things but I agree without second thought or hesitation.
YOU ARE READING
"I'm not a lab rat" Izuru Kamukura Angst
FanfictionI'm way to obsessed with angst- and izuru- so I made this But basiaclly this whole thing is referring to all the experiments izuru went through (Cover art not mine)
