Downward Spiral (Izuocha)

Chapter 36 Aftermath

Third person P.O.V.

"Deku *sniff*.... he just.... *sniff*". Uraraka could not form a single sentence even if she tried, especially when she was asked by Bakugo about the recent events that occurred and what she saw first hand. Seeing your crush with self inflicted injuries and passed out due to blood loss was a traumatizing event that no one hoped to ever see, but Uraraka did not have that option. She collapsed, being embraced by Tsuyu and Iida, both of them having silent tears run down their cheeks as they had seen first had who it was that Aizawa was holding limply in his arms and the wound across his forearm. Bakugo went inside the All Might themed room, careful that he did not step on any substances on the floor and examine the situation himself. He reached the bathroom and turned off the tap and then proceeded to take as much information from the place as possible. Large amount of blood on the sink, floor and a small trickle of blood on the door. A bloody razor blade that almost camouflaged in the crimson river, only visible due to its natural metallic shine that was accentuated by the ceiling light hitting it directly.

He felt his stomach churn and darted all the way back to his room, were he proceeded to lay out his lunch and dinner back into his toilet, and constantly gagging even after having an empty stomach due to how disgusted he felt from the scene and the words that kept repeating on his head, filling him with guilt. 'You should take a swan dive off the roof'

Almost everyone else had gathered in the common area, excluding Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki and Tsuyu, as an immense and awkward silence filled the room, no one wanting to break the silence. Some were praying, while others were trying to rap their heads around how probably one of the nicest people, or if not the nicest person they knew had tried to commit such an unspeakable act in an environment where anyone was at walking distance to either hang out or talk about their problems. Thing is, Izuku decided not to do either of those for the past month or so. Eventually, it was the manliest redhead in the room to break the silence, asking the two important questions that everyone had thought off, but were afraid of the answer. "Why would Midori-bro do this? Hell, why didn't we realize or stop him sooner?" But no one had the strength to answer such a question while asking those same questions internally, especially someone that had seen all of the signs at first hand, while nervously twirling her front dark bang thinking 'We should have ended this a long time ago, yet we didn't act. Pathetic......' while silent tears escaped her eyes, at least sharing them with most of her classmates.

Uraraka had been shedding tears uncontrollably while hugging Tsu in her room while she did the same, both trying to convince themselves that one of his best friends would pull through, and would be training to be a hero by next week. Todoroki sat on the floor of the room, holding his head with his hands and in a slouched position that he had never been seen in. His first friend in what may seem like forever, the one person that had helped him with his personal problems was in what he thought to be critical condition, but had faith in his friend's strength and subconscious will to live. Iida sat in a desk chair, he had placed his glasses on the desk and was rubbing the bridge of his nose and sometimes wiping the tears away from his eyes while his head was down, wondering how he had already lost his brother's heroing career and may lose his best friend's too. In fact, it was Midoriya who said that butting into problems that they didn't even want you in was the essence of a hero. They had tried to be the hero's, but the victim let them fail against their wishes. The only enjoyable thing at the moment in that room was the fact that they weren't mourning on their own, they had company. Something that Izuku had lacked for a long time.

At one point, Uraraka decided to visit his room one last time to examine exactly what had happened, and found something that she wasn't expecting. Three neatly folded letters addressed to different people, his mother, his idol, and his friends and classmates, all placed on his desk, the white contrasting with the dark colour of the sourface. She grabbed the one that was addressed to her and her friends, and went back to her room, not knowing if she should read it out loud or wait to find out Deku's condition.

Aizawa sat in an ambulance next to the green haired problem child of 1-A, dread being the only thing he felt at the moment for various reasons. He had seen and assessed the situation before and had talked to him and tried to convince him to get better, only to later give up believing that everything would be fine in the end. It wasn't the case. He also had to be the one that would have to relay the news to his students, the green haired mother and All Might himself, who was right now all the way across the ocean. Sighing loudly and keeping a stoic face, he eyed the doctor that was currently attending the left arm and had begun a short term blood transfusion with it being type O. "How long will he stay out?" he finally decided to ask, fearing the different answers that could come out from the doctor. "He is exhausted and has a probable concussion from what I've seen due to the small blood in the back of his head. He is malnourished and has lost a large amount of blood in a small amount of time. I say that It'll be around three days until he wakes up, but he probably won't remember much." At least he would live, even if it wasn't his student's wish he would be damned if he let it happen. He took out his phone and quickly dialed a number, hoping that the hospital wouldn't receive another patient due to heart attack. It took two seconds for her to answer, and after a brief introduction, he mustered the courage to say "Mrs. Midoriya, I have some bad news...."

Heyo. Third person normally lets me give more POVs without having to change it constantly so yeah. I think I gave the most relevant ones considering this fic, and well, I'll see what I do with the letters. Maybe I'll include them in a chapter, cause I have them written. So yeah, good thing that I'm assuming that by chapter 40 things will get a bit better and fluffier rather than so dark. We need balance. Anyways, remember that you are all incredible as individuals with a lot of potential. I hope you had or have a wonderful day, and I'll be back tomorrow.