"Kisumi!" I hear Hiroto's voice call out. My eyes are closed so I can't see him but I know he's close. I lay on the concrete covered in my own blood. Then I feel someone's hands lift my head onto something soft. I feel something wet like tears pour down my face, but I'm not sure if they're mine.
"Hiro-chan~" I whisper before letting darkness envelope me.
I'm left with only one thought in mind. What have I done?
(WARNING! - ANGST, if you do not like or correspond to the following, then DO NOT READ!)
*Trigger Warning - Includes the following: Tragedy, rape incident, sexual matters
*Depression - Cutting, self harm, etc.
*Distasteful language - Crude, cursing, possibly offense words
*Violence - Blood, gore, you name it
*Homosexuality (mainly gay) - If homophobe, don't read
*Rating - R (18+)
*If innocent, then please don't read
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"You know what they say Kacchan.....Karma's a bitch."
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[DISCONTINUED]
Hello! This is a suicidal Deku story. But just to warn ya! ⚠️⚠️this story is gonna include: cutting, anorexia, suicidal thoughts, suicidal attempts, and death.⚠️⚠️ So if you are sensitive to any of these topics, I suggest you do NOT read this story! ‼️THIS STORY IS NOT A BAKUDEKU STORY. IT WAS NEVER A BAKUDEKU STORY, AND NEVER WILL BE‼️
-Also I do not own any of the characters in this story nor do I own the art I use in the chapters. The fan art or the quotes I use in chapters were all found on google.